We slept two nights at the place where the hippopotamus was cut up.

The crocodiles had a busy time of it in the dark, tearing away at what was left in the river, and thrashing the water furiously with their powerful tails.

The hills on both sides of Kariba are much like those of Kebrabasa, the strata tilted and twisted in every direction, with no level ground.
Although the hills confine the Zambesi within a narrow channel for a number of miles, there are no rapids beyond those near the entrance.

The river is smooth and apparently very deep.

Only one single human being was seen in the gorge, the country being too rough for culture.