You reach camp by light aircraft to the Mana West airstrip and a short drive beyond, arriving at the western edge of a park that holds UNESCO World Heritage status. The private concession here means fewer vehicles than the central areas and the freedom to run activities the park itself restricts. Its variety comes from the way riverine forest, open floodplain and mopane woodland sit within easy reach of one another. The game concentrates across that varied ground, so every drive takes on a different texture from the last.
Rob Shattock established the camp in 1982. It passed through several hands over the years, among them Peter Evans and Ian Craigie, and later Garth Thompson and Paul Connelly, before the current operator took on the concession lease in 1999. That long line underpins the guiding, which carries the walking and canoeing for which Mana Pools is known. Rebuilt in 2016, the camp gained interiors by Mandy Langebrink, whose palette draws on the blues of the Zambezi at dusk.
Low walkways connect the structures, and solar power runs the hot water and the lighting
The style favours a contemporary tented camp over a rustic bush shelter, with spacious canvas suites raised on low wooden decks and a main area of leather sofas and louvre screens set against light timber and African artefacts. Low walkways connect the structures, and solar power runs the hot water and the lighting. Evenings belong to the sounds of the river and the bush, to hippo through the night and lion calling in the dark, and to the rumble and cracking branches of elephants working through the albida pods.
The cooking is hearty and unpretentious, reaching you in the riverside dining area, out in the bush for a pancake breakfast, or under the stars. Drinks around the firepit and the escarpment turning colour at sunset close out most days. This is a camp where the land does the work, asking little of you beyond attention, whether that means a dawn on the water or an afternoon watching the river slide past.