Lark Tours

I have stood atop Table Mountain, with all of Africa at my feet, and gazed longingly at the mighty Atlantic Ocean. I have lounged on the rolling hills of the Transkei, the very same hills where Nelson Mandela played as a young boy, and soaked in every last ray of sunlight as evening approached. I have felt the cool mist of Victoria Falls on my face as it wafts high into the air from the thundering cascades below. I have sat quietly in the cool of the early morning and watched in awe as elephants pass nearby and wildebeest feed, ever on the alert for stalking predators. I know where cashews come from - I have picked them fresh from the wild cashew trees in the heart of Mozambique.

I have enjoyed a cappuccino on a quite side street of Cape Town, away from the bustling street vendors. Here I admired the clouds that rolled over the flat top of Table Mountain before dissipating above the city. I have bumped along the back roads of Mozambique daydreaming of what it would be like to forever roam Africa's vibrant landscapes. I have relaxed on the opulent, white sand beaches of the Cape Peninsula watching the occasional whale makes its way along these cold currents. I have stood in the vast Namibia wilderness, with the warm African sun radiating on my face, marveling at the enormity of Planet Earth.

I have heeded the call of Africa. I have experienced her magnificent splendor. I have journeyed with Lark Tours.

Welcome to our corner of the world. Welcome to Lark Tours.
Colin & Basil Camu