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Into the Redcliff Zambezi Lodge.

long the banks of the mighty Zambezi River, lies the devil’s gate. Amidst the
allure of the mountainous landscape, mystical tales take residence. Here, a
story is told of a conspicuous mountain that roars. Large as it may be, it lays in
command of the flow of the river, giving leeway through a gap, to an outflow so
thunderous, you could hear it 18 kilometres away. They say, as the sun rises, a skull-like
figure is revealed on the surface of the mountain. Hugo, shares these tales, adding to
them that of the stone resembling a man placing his arm across his chest. Certainly, the
term Devil’s Gate is justified.
Now marking its 26th anniversary, Hugo Erfmann speaks of his handiwork with
perceptible joy and much fulfilment; The Redcliff Lower Zambezi Lodge is a beauty. But
more so; an indelible experience. Your first point of entry, is a small intimate village called
Kavalamaja: There is a story around it, of an indigenous people who once roamed the
village naked, and upon their first encounter with outsiders, the villagers covered their
privates with their hands. Hence the term Kuvalamaja; Zambian dialect for cover with
hands.

Onto a speedboat you go, riding off into the vastness of the Zambezi; if the slightly
untamed waves of the river do not mesmerize you, the varying shades in the greenery of
the mountains certainly will. Lime, then emerald, olive green and then lime again, until a
bright attention-grabbing-red avails atop a group of mountains. Here, the term ‘Redcliff’
from the Redcliff Zambezi Lodge is derived. Your destination seats right opposite the
cliffs, almost hidden – the lodge is tucked away in stunningly rich forestry.
“It was bush, serious bush when I first got here. Nobody lived here, only animals, there
weren’t any footpaths either. I had to cut with a machete to get through.”

Your get away is a call away on

+260 96 320 7351 or

Email: info@redcliff-lodge.com
www.redcliff-lodge.com

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