0:01:58 > 0:02:02She has travelled a thousand miles to see me.
0:02:02 > 0:02:04Her journey has made her tired and weak.
0:02:07 > 0:02:13As she nears Victoria Falls, she becomes shallow and wide
0:02:13 > 0:02:15and she brings life to this place.
0:02:17 > 0:02:19Her name is Zambezi
0:02:19 > 0:02:21and this is my home.
0:02:40 > 0:02:45Victoria wakes her up. Together they fall into the abyss.
0:02:48 > 0:02:50They dance and shout,
0:02:50 > 0:02:52throwing rainbows high into the air.
0:02:54 > 0:02:58We call this place Mosi-o-Tunya -
0:02:58 > 0:03:00"the smoke that thunders".
0:03:14 > 0:03:17As Zambezi emerges into the Batoka Gorge,
0:03:17 > 0:03:19she is alive again,
0:03:19 > 0:03:22carving through the rocks, dark and sleek.
0:03:23 > 0:03:27Here, she's not so easy to live with
0:03:27 > 0:03:31and few animals choose to make a life here,
0:03:31 > 0:03:35but Zambezi brings me everything I need.
0:03:35 > 0:03:37She is my greatest friend.
0:03:58 > 0:04:01She holds a million secrets beneath her waters,
0:04:01 > 0:04:06revealing a few to each of us, so we may survive here.
0:04:09 > 0:04:12Today, she is quiet.
0:04:12 > 0:04:15But this story begins many months ago.
0:04:19 > 0:04:23It had rained every day for nine weeks.
0:04:24 > 0:04:28Zambezi was full and Victoria became a monster.
0:04:29 > 0:04:33She breathed clouds of spray a mile high above the gorge.
0:04:35 > 0:04:38This is where our story begins.
0:04:42 > 0:04:45My name is Mr White
0:04:45 > 0:04:47and I am a fisherman.
0:04:50 > 0:04:53I live in the village of Songwe.
0:04:54 > 0:04:58It is a small village on the edge of the Batoka Gorge.
0:05:01 > 0:05:04This year will be hard. Ah, it is too wet!
0:05:04 > 0:05:07All of my crops have drowned and died.
0:05:12 > 0:05:13With so much rain,
0:05:13 > 0:05:16fishing is tough.
0:05:18 > 0:05:20But I try every day.
0:05:21 > 0:05:24I need to catch many fish to feed my family.
0:05:24 > 0:05:29I have seven daughters, eight sons and three wives.
0:05:38 > 0:05:41People use many fancy words and numbers
0:05:41 > 0:05:43when they talk about Victoria.
0:05:45 > 0:05:48But words mean nothing when you are near her.
0:05:49 > 0:05:53She grabs you and shakes you to your bones.
0:06:03 > 0:06:07Nothing in your life can prepare you for this experience.
0:06:07 > 0:06:08It is like you are standing
0:06:08 > 0:06:10on the edge of the world.
0:06:21 > 0:06:24When she is angry like this,
0:06:24 > 0:06:27many animals leave this place.
0:06:27 > 0:06:29Those that remain live secret lives,
0:06:29 > 0:06:31hidden in her mists.
0:06:37 > 0:06:40But for some, life could not be better.
0:06:41 > 0:06:44Ah, the old snaggle-toothed male -
0:06:44 > 0:06:46King Baboon!
0:06:46 > 0:06:50His troop lives in the valley next to the falls.
0:06:52 > 0:06:57Like me, he has a big family, but they don't have empty bellies.
0:06:58 > 0:07:02The mists from Victoria keep many trees in fruit
0:07:02 > 0:07:04and the troop well fed.
0:07:05 > 0:07:10So, unlike most baboons, they don't have to travel far to find food.
0:07:19 > 0:07:23At this time of the year, life is good if you are a baboon.
0:07:32 > 0:07:35Some say that baboons are just like people.
0:07:35 > 0:07:40Too much time on their hands makes them bored.
0:07:40 > 0:07:42BABOONS SCREECH
0:07:49 > 0:07:53In such a big family, there are always disagreements.
0:07:56 > 0:07:58In the months to come,
0:07:58 > 0:08:03when the dry season arrives, it will be tough for the baboons.
0:08:03 > 0:08:06But for now it is a time to play,
0:08:06 > 0:08:08or just sit and watch the world go by.
0:08:22 > 0:08:25By March, the rains have finally stopped.
0:08:25 > 0:08:28Zambezi is still ferocious,
0:08:28 > 0:08:32but soon she will begin to relax and life will return.
0:08:52 > 0:08:55Maybe she looks smaller here,
0:08:55 > 0:08:58cramped between the walls of the gorge,
0:08:58 > 0:09:01but she is deep - oh, so, so deep!
0:09:03 > 0:09:06They say that above Victoria the crocodiles have teeth,
0:09:06 > 0:09:08but down here,
0:09:08 > 0:09:11it is Zambezi who has the teeth.
0:09:13 > 0:09:14If I fell in,
0:09:14 > 0:09:17she would swallow me and I would be gone.
0:09:29 > 0:09:33She is still too angry to give me many fish.
0:09:33 > 0:09:36The rain has made the water cold
0:09:36 > 0:09:37and the fish are hiding.
0:09:43 > 0:09:45But I have learned to read her waters.
0:09:47 > 0:09:51I know all of her pools and eddies.
0:09:51 > 0:09:54I know where she hides her fish.
0:10:00 > 0:10:02This is my favourite spot -
0:10:02 > 0:10:04below rapid number nine.
0:10:06 > 0:10:09I have fished here since 1947.
0:10:26 > 0:10:28I am happy when I am with Zambezi.
0:10:31 > 0:10:33I know she will give me something
0:10:33 > 0:10:36and my belly will soon be full.
0:10:45 > 0:10:50Above the falls, elephants return to Zambezi,
0:10:50 > 0:10:52as the land around begins to dry out.
0:10:54 > 0:10:56With little food to eat away from the river,
0:10:56 > 0:10:59the elephants come to Zambezi
0:10:59 > 0:11:02to feed on the lush grasses that grow on the emerging islands.
0:11:17 > 0:11:21They remember where to cross the shallow rapids.
0:11:21 > 0:11:23They always cross here.
0:11:25 > 0:11:29But the heavy rains have made Zambezi stronger than they have known.
0:11:36 > 0:11:40They cannot read her waters like a fisherman
0:11:40 > 0:11:43and she is too powerful for their little ones.
0:11:45 > 0:11:49The adults try to protect the baby from the full flow of the water.
0:11:53 > 0:11:55But it is too strong
0:11:55 > 0:11:57and they are forced to turn back.
0:12:01 > 0:12:04They must wait for Zambezi to let them cross.
0:12:29 > 0:12:32Ah, my friend Edwin!
0:12:32 > 0:12:37Like the elephants, he too seeks fresh grasses from the islands
0:12:37 > 0:12:39above the falls.
0:12:45 > 0:12:47He chooses thick stalks -
0:12:48 > 0:12:50firm and bendy -
0:12:50 > 0:12:52perfect for catching fish.
0:13:26 > 0:13:28He is a craftsman.
0:13:28 > 0:13:31Using skills he learned from his father,
0:13:31 > 0:13:34he makes fine traps to catch fish.
0:13:46 > 0:13:49It is how his family has survived for generations.
0:13:51 > 0:13:54Edwin knows that when Zambezi is ready,
0:13:54 > 0:13:57she will bring him a feast.
0:13:59 > 0:14:01But for now,
0:14:01 > 0:14:02he must wait.
0:14:14 > 0:14:17In May, Zambezi's power grows weaker
0:14:17 > 0:14:20as the clouds are burned from the skies.
0:14:25 > 0:14:27Victoria's voice grows quiet
0:14:27 > 0:14:31as mighty Zambezi begins to feel the power of the sun.
0:14:36 > 0:14:39We have all been waiting for this moment -
0:14:39 > 0:14:44all who fish, all who are ruled by the mood of Zambezi.
0:14:45 > 0:14:48Even the greatest fisherman of all...
0:14:51 > 0:14:55..the fish eagle must wait for her to calm down.
0:14:56 > 0:14:59But now, she is singing again
0:14:59 > 0:15:02and soon the fish will be coming to us all.
0:15:13 > 0:15:18Now the nights are cold, so, so cold.
0:15:20 > 0:15:25The river above the falls is lost in mists every morning.
0:15:50 > 0:15:53Ah, the skimmers have come home.
0:15:54 > 0:15:58Each day, I see more life returning to Zambezi.
0:16:01 > 0:16:04The receding waters reveal sandbanks and islands,
0:16:04 > 0:16:06safe from danger.
0:16:07 > 0:16:09They are perfect places to nest.
0:16:18 > 0:16:21The bull hippos are displaying now.
0:16:22 > 0:16:25Every morning their calls echo across the river,
0:16:25 > 0:16:29letting other males know who's boss.
0:16:33 > 0:16:36There are many hippos above the falls.
0:16:36 > 0:16:39They are so, so dangerous.
0:16:40 > 0:16:44I prefer to fish the gorge.
0:16:46 > 0:16:50But I like to visit Zambezi up here.
0:16:50 > 0:16:54Every day she shows me something new.
0:17:05 > 0:17:08Split by her many islands,
0:17:08 > 0:17:11Zambezi has the banks of a dozen small rivers.
0:17:14 > 0:17:18As the water drops, these tiny sand-cliffs appear
0:17:18 > 0:17:22and bee-eaters arrive to dig their homes.
0:17:26 > 0:17:28But they must dig fast,
0:17:28 > 0:17:32before the sun dries the mud as hard as stone.
0:17:38 > 0:17:41For such tiny birds,
0:17:41 > 0:17:44living together must make them feel safe.
0:17:44 > 0:17:48So many eyes to see and beaks to defend!
0:17:50 > 0:17:54A pair of pied kingfishers are also trying to find a space here,
0:17:54 > 0:17:57safe among the bee-eaters,
0:17:57 > 0:17:59but they are not welcome.
0:17:59 > 0:18:02I think they came too late.
0:18:05 > 0:18:09Ah, they will have to look elsewhere.
0:18:20 > 0:18:23The largest of all kingfishers,
0:18:23 > 0:18:25the giant kingfisher,
0:18:25 > 0:18:28is also busy now.
0:18:31 > 0:18:33I like hearing them shouting to each other.
0:18:34 > 0:18:40Wherever they choose to raise a family, there must be plenty of fish.
0:18:40 > 0:18:43They are wise fishermen,
0:18:43 > 0:18:46but I think he could be more gentle.
0:18:57 > 0:19:00Starting a family can be exhausting.
0:19:07 > 0:19:10Ah, they won't bother you.
0:19:11 > 0:19:14They are searching for fruits.
0:19:16 > 0:19:19They know that this is the time
0:19:19 > 0:19:23Zambezi gives them palm fruits above the falls.
0:19:23 > 0:19:26While one young male sits in the crown of the tree,
0:19:26 > 0:19:30others wait below for the fruits he drops.
0:19:45 > 0:19:47Baboons like the soft outer layer,
0:19:47 > 0:19:51but they don't like the tough nut inside.
0:19:55 > 0:20:00There is not much of a meal in each one, but there are many trees.
0:20:11 > 0:20:14Life on the river is all about timing.
0:20:17 > 0:20:19Understanding Zambezi's mood
0:20:19 > 0:20:22so she doesn't catch you out.
0:20:25 > 0:20:28The fish eagles are here early this year.
0:20:31 > 0:20:35Maybe Zambezi tells them something I cannot read in her waters.
0:20:36 > 0:20:40It takes them many months to raise their family,
0:20:40 > 0:20:43so they have to get their timing just right.
0:20:48 > 0:20:53Their chicks must learn to fish while Zambezi is shallow and calm
0:20:53 > 0:20:55before the rains return.
0:20:59 > 0:21:03They hunt the open water above the falls
0:21:03 > 0:21:08and tell anyone who will listen that this is their patch.
0:21:16 > 0:21:19They are proud fishermen.
0:21:34 > 0:21:36While the mists are still rising,
0:21:36 > 0:21:39my friend Edwin sets his traps.
0:21:41 > 0:21:44This is the time he has been waiting for.
0:21:44 > 0:21:46He is fishing for daninga.
0:22:03 > 0:22:07He sets his traps at night and collects them in the morning.
0:22:10 > 0:22:12It is cold, hard work
0:22:12 > 0:22:15and he must be careful in the rapids.
0:22:47 > 0:22:50The whole village has been waiting for the daninga.
0:22:50 > 0:22:53Now, everyone comes to fish where their fathers
0:22:53 > 0:22:55and grandfathers fished before them.
0:23:15 > 0:23:17Edwin can catch a makoro full in one night.
0:23:18 > 0:23:23Sometimes I am waiting one month to catch so much fish.
0:23:23 > 0:23:25Edwin can't fish for long,
0:23:25 > 0:23:27just a few short weeks,
0:23:27 > 0:23:29when the moon is shrinking
0:23:29 > 0:23:32and the daninga will have gone again.
0:23:52 > 0:23:55Ah, this has been a good year for daninga.
0:23:57 > 0:24:00So it seems the heavy rains were not bad for everyone.
0:24:04 > 0:24:07Baked dry in the sun, they stay fresh
0:24:07 > 0:24:10and will be good to eat for over a month.
0:24:31 > 0:24:35The pied kingfishers are working hard now.
0:24:35 > 0:24:39All day long, they pull fish from Zambezi's pools
0:24:39 > 0:24:42and carry them to a single hole in the river bank.
0:24:44 > 0:24:47They have a growing family to feed.
0:24:50 > 0:24:54Perhaps they will be OK without the protection of the bee-eaters.
0:25:03 > 0:25:07In September, the sun burns hard on the land.
0:25:08 > 0:25:12Every day, he drinks Zambezi dry.
0:25:12 > 0:25:15Victoria is forced to retreat along the rocks,
0:25:15 > 0:25:18her thunderous song now just a whisper.
0:25:30 > 0:25:34All around, the land is dry.
0:25:34 > 0:25:37Only the stubborn mopane trees hold onto their leaves.
0:25:48 > 0:25:53Zambezi is now just a snake in the desert.
0:26:00 > 0:26:03Now that she has been tamed by the sun,
0:26:03 > 0:26:05they arrive.
0:26:07 > 0:26:12From all over the world, men come here in their rubber boats,
0:26:12 > 0:26:16and for a few months, the gorge is full of life.
0:26:18 > 0:26:21They say it is fun, ha-ha!
0:27:17 > 0:27:18Above the falls,
0:27:18 > 0:27:23Zambezi is slow and lazy once again.
0:27:23 > 0:27:28A meandering oasis in a sun-baked savannah,
0:27:28 > 0:27:32her islands the only fresh vegetation for miles around.
0:27:41 > 0:27:43Now it is safe for the young ones.
0:27:44 > 0:27:49The family can finally swim to the islands to feast on the grasses.
0:28:06 > 0:28:08But they are not alone.
0:28:08 > 0:28:11Now, the river is alive with elephants.
0:28:11 > 0:28:13Hundreds arrive,
0:28:13 > 0:28:17drawn to Zambezi by her fresh food and cool waters.
0:28:37 > 0:28:40Ah, they are normally so serious.
0:28:40 > 0:28:43But here they play like children,
0:28:43 > 0:28:47swimming and splashing while the sun is so hot.
0:29:22 > 0:29:25Life isn't so easy for everyone.
0:29:27 > 0:29:30Now Zambezi is too weak to bring fish to them,
0:29:30 > 0:29:35the pied kingfishers must search her shallow pools.
0:29:45 > 0:29:48They are spending a long time away from the nest,
0:29:48 > 0:29:51and it seems someone else has noticed too.
0:30:03 > 0:30:06They arrive home a second too late.
0:30:06 > 0:30:08The mongoose is a sneaky character
0:30:08 > 0:30:12and a great danger to all who nest on the riverbank.
0:30:33 > 0:30:37Despite their daring acrobatics and sharp beaks,
0:30:37 > 0:30:39they can do nothing.
0:30:42 > 0:30:43They are no match for him
0:30:43 > 0:30:46and cannot save their chicks.
0:31:11 > 0:31:15Perhaps if they had found a place with the bee-eaters,
0:31:15 > 0:31:16with so many eyes to see
0:31:16 > 0:31:18and beaks to defend,
0:31:18 > 0:31:23maybe then the sneaky mongoose would not have made it to their nest.
0:31:39 > 0:31:42It is too late for them to nest again.
0:31:43 > 0:31:47I hope they will have more luck next year.
0:31:52 > 0:31:54Far out on the islands,
0:31:54 > 0:31:57the skimmers' chicks are safe from the sneaky mongoose.
0:31:58 > 0:32:00They hide in the dunes,
0:32:00 > 0:32:04while their parents hunt the waters above the falls.
0:32:04 > 0:32:09Despite their strange looks, skimmers are excellent fishermen.
0:32:09 > 0:32:12They hunt by dragging their beaks along the water,
0:32:12 > 0:32:14snapping up any fish they hit.
0:32:15 > 0:32:18But even these skilled fishermen make mistakes.
0:32:26 > 0:32:30When Zambezi was full and these islands under the water,
0:32:30 > 0:32:35it was the hippos who wallowed on these sand banks.
0:32:35 > 0:32:38But now, with Zambezi shrinking,
0:32:38 > 0:32:42they are forced to move into the remaining deeper channels.
0:32:48 > 0:32:52Now it seems there are hippos in every pool
0:32:52 > 0:32:56and the bulls are not happy living near to each other.
0:32:58 > 0:33:00So, they show their teeth...
0:33:02 > 0:33:03..and they fight.
0:33:18 > 0:33:20People say they are good for fish
0:33:20 > 0:33:24because men are scared to fish these hippo pools.
0:33:24 > 0:33:26I would not fish near here.
0:33:38 > 0:33:42Zambezi has dropped to her lowest level,
0:33:42 > 0:33:46so now my friend Josephat can fish his favourite spot.
0:33:55 > 0:33:58It is where his father taught him to fish.
0:34:00 > 0:34:03A place where hippos and crocodiles dare not go...
0:34:04 > 0:34:07..to the very edge of the world.
0:34:53 > 0:34:56The setting sun brings queleas home to roost.
0:34:56 > 0:34:59They fill the sky, singing and dancing
0:34:59 > 0:35:02as they search for a space to settle for the night.
0:35:26 > 0:35:28As their chatter fades away,
0:35:28 > 0:35:32it is time for me to set my lines for the night.
0:35:41 > 0:35:44# Betcha goin' fishin' all of your time
0:35:44 > 0:35:47# Baby goin' fishin' too
0:35:48 > 0:35:51# Bet your life, your sweet wife
0:35:51 > 0:35:53# Catch more fish than you
0:35:54 > 0:35:57# Many fish bites if ya got good bait
0:35:57 > 0:36:00# Here's a little tip that I would like to relate
0:36:00 > 0:36:04# Big fish bite if ya got good bait
0:36:04 > 0:36:07# I'm a goin' fishin' Mama's goin' fishin'
0:36:07 > 0:36:08# Baby goin' fishin' too. #
0:36:25 > 0:36:28The gorge is a wonderful place at night -
0:36:28 > 0:36:30so quiet.
0:36:31 > 0:36:34Sometimes, I sit down here for a month,
0:36:34 > 0:36:37drinking tea and fishing every night,
0:36:37 > 0:36:41leaving when I have caught plenty of fish for my family.
0:37:10 > 0:37:13Victoria is most beautiful at night.
0:37:13 > 0:37:17The lights from Zimbabwe shine through her spray
0:37:17 > 0:37:18and set her on fire.
0:37:24 > 0:37:28Then, as the moon climbs high in the sky,
0:37:28 > 0:37:31moon rainbows appear
0:37:31 > 0:37:35and she becomes more beautiful than you can ever imagine.
0:38:06 > 0:38:09While life for a fisherman is easy,
0:38:09 > 0:38:12life becomes hard for the baboons.
0:38:14 > 0:38:18Victoria doesn't have the strength to fill their valley with mist
0:38:18 > 0:38:21and the fruits have all shrivelled and died.
0:38:25 > 0:38:28They are forced to eat insects off old leaves
0:38:28 > 0:38:31and strip seeds from dead grasses.
0:38:34 > 0:38:37Youngsters always find time to play.
0:38:42 > 0:38:44But the adults are saving their energy.
0:38:46 > 0:38:47They have other plans.
0:38:52 > 0:38:56Zambezi lies between Zambia and Zimbabwe
0:38:56 > 0:39:00and all must cross her, on a single bridge, to reach the border.
0:39:14 > 0:39:17They say there are bandits here -
0:39:17 > 0:39:18a fearless gang of thieves.
0:39:20 > 0:39:23Zimbabwe has collapsed.
0:39:23 > 0:39:25There is little food.
0:39:25 > 0:39:29So, every day, hundreds of people cross into Zambia to buy food.
0:39:37 > 0:39:38And when they return,
0:39:38 > 0:39:41the baboons are waiting.
0:39:45 > 0:39:49Ah, Mr Mugabe, it seems you help no-one but the baboons!
0:39:54 > 0:39:55So bold are the baboons
0:39:55 > 0:39:58that it seems they are now in charge of this border post.
0:39:58 > 0:40:02Every vehicle is inspected for an easy meal.
0:40:21 > 0:40:23They steal from anyone.
0:40:23 > 0:40:27Women and children are easy targets.
0:40:28 > 0:40:30Skilled thieves,
0:40:30 > 0:40:32they size up their victims,
0:40:32 > 0:40:35only snatching bags they know contain food.
0:40:44 > 0:40:47Baboons are powerful animals.
0:40:47 > 0:40:49They have big sharp teeth.
0:40:49 > 0:40:52It's not worth putting up a fight over a bag of crisps.
0:41:01 > 0:41:04Ah, it is tough for the baboons,
0:41:04 > 0:41:06but they have found a way to survive
0:41:06 > 0:41:09when Zambezi couldn't provide for them.
0:41:11 > 0:41:14If only they knew how to fish!
0:41:26 > 0:41:28Sitting high in the trees,
0:41:28 > 0:41:33the fish eagles never let their eyes off the river.
0:41:33 > 0:41:38They search for any sign that Zambezi is hiding a fish.
0:41:40 > 0:41:42And if they spot one,
0:41:42 > 0:41:44he is in trouble.
0:41:45 > 0:41:50They dive, ah, so, so fast.
0:41:50 > 0:41:53They grab him and they're gone.
0:42:00 > 0:42:03I would not like to be a fish with them around.
0:42:03 > 0:42:06To me, they are the greatest of all the fishermen.
0:42:10 > 0:42:14If I could fish like an eagle, I would be rich!
0:42:40 > 0:42:43Ah, such a big meal!
0:42:44 > 0:42:46Enough to feed a whole family,
0:42:46 > 0:42:50which is good, because they have two fat chicks.
0:42:54 > 0:42:57For now, the adults must hunt for them.
0:42:57 > 0:43:00But soon they will be able to fish for themselves.
0:43:25 > 0:43:28The eagles got their timing perfect.
0:43:28 > 0:43:31Their chicks can practise hunting
0:43:31 > 0:43:33in the shallow, clear waters
0:43:33 > 0:43:35while Zambezi is still low.
0:43:37 > 0:43:40They must learn fast, though.
0:43:40 > 0:43:42Zambezi's moods are always changing
0:43:42 > 0:43:45and it won't be long before the rains return
0:43:45 > 0:43:47and she becomes angry once again.
0:44:07 > 0:44:09The river is now so small,
0:44:09 > 0:44:12there is more land than water above the falls.
0:44:13 > 0:44:18It is hard to believe that this year started off so wet.
0:44:18 > 0:44:21Then, it seemed it would be hard for all of us
0:44:21 > 0:44:24who make a living from Zambezi.
0:44:25 > 0:44:29But now, as she slides through the shallows, half asleep,
0:44:29 > 0:44:33the world she has created is more alive than ever.
0:44:45 > 0:44:49Ah, soon the awkward skimmer chicks will be ready to fly,
0:44:49 > 0:44:54ready to fish and to leave this place when Zambezi awakes.
0:45:04 > 0:45:08Everyone must be ready when the clouds begin to gather.
0:45:09 > 0:45:12Until then, life here is good.
0:45:21 > 0:45:25These few short weeks at the end of the dry season
0:45:25 > 0:45:27are my favourite time.
0:45:30 > 0:45:34So much life has come to make a home with my friend Zambezi.
0:45:44 > 0:45:48Zambezi is calm now,
0:45:48 > 0:45:51but I can still hear her whispering to me.
0:45:52 > 0:45:55I fear I will not fish here again.
0:45:57 > 0:46:00I feel old and I am sick.
0:46:00 > 0:46:03The gorge is too steep.
0:46:05 > 0:46:07But her story will continue.
0:46:12 > 0:46:15The clouds are gathering in the sky.
0:46:16 > 0:46:19Soon the rains will return.
0:46:19 > 0:46:24Zambezi will again rule this land.
0:46:25 > 0:46:29And Victoria will again be magnificent,
0:46:29 > 0:46:34her voice rising from a whisper to thunder.
0:46:45 > 0:46:48When Zambezi carved Victoria from the rocks,
0:46:48 > 0:46:51she brought life to this place.
0:47:00 > 0:47:04For those that understand her, she will always provide.
0:47:06 > 0:47:09I have learned a few of her secrets,
0:47:09 > 0:47:12but there are still many more for others to learn,
0:47:12 > 0:47:16other stories to be told.
0:47:18 > 0:47:22She has been a good friend to me all of my life.
0:47:24 > 0:47:27But this is the end of my story
0:47:27 > 0:47:30and it is time to say goodbye.
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