The Zambezi is a remarkable river. We spent our first safari camped along it's banks about halfway between Vic Falls and the very upper end of Kariba.
Africa IS an obsession, an addiction. The biggest lie I ever told myself (and I've told myself some whoppers) was that I needed to go on safari and get it out of my system. By the time we got home I was already planning a second trip. The experience, the country, the game, the people...all of it gets into your blood. And it stays there. Dormant at times, but always just a thought away.
For those that have considered hunting Africa and have written it off for whatever reason, I'd encourage you to reconsider. Things are different now than that first trip 25 years ago, but then I'm sure that they were different in '95 than they were 25 years before that. Go. Take the risk. Thank me later.
I think (I hope anyway) that I've got another buffalo hunt left in me. Time will tell.
Mark