I didn't get very far after leaving Chimoio. I had a recommendation to stay at Chicamba Lake, about halfway to the Zimbabwean border and only about one hour away.

So I stayed there three days not doing much again. It's one of those dangerous places - very easy to stay there for too long. I should have changed the air filter, the time has arrived, but I didn't have the equipment. That is, a container to wash the dirty ones in (usually a large plastic water bottle cut in half lengthways) and bottles in which to dispose of the petrol used for cleaning (more water bottles). And in this place, designed for doing nothing, I couldn't be bothered to go looking for some.
And still no internet. It turns out that this part of Mozambique, in the west, doesn't have much of that commodity, which may be a good thing.

The lake is formed by the Chicamba hydroelectric dam and is a magnet for anglers. The walls around the bar here are decorated with a wide selection of photos of huge perch and bass, and the anglers who caught them. But it's out of season at the moment so the place is nice and empty - almost.
The lake's not particularly scenic, the water level dependant on electricity demand and pretty low at the moment (it's winter I keep being reminded).
But some photos anyway:

This is just one small arm of this huge lake area, where eight separate rivers converge into one, on which the dam sits. So there's a huge area of interconnecting lakes, inlets, headlands and bays, ideal I suppose for all sorts of fish to thrive in. And this lodge/campsite I'm staying in is very quiet, very well looked after and an ideal place in which to forget about the passage of time.

Quite a few of these spend the days pecking around the tents and huts.

Being an angling campsite there was a lot of fish on the menu, so I suppose these chaps are fairly safe unless the fish stocks in the freezer run out before the start of the next season.

They get protection from the busy chief of the flock, who seemed to have two up-and-coming rivals for the position.

Then it was off to the border and Mutare beyond, and maybe the Great Zimbabwe Monument. But that's more than a day away I think.

Little update - I've arrived in Masvingo, an hour away from Great Zimbabwe. Not much internet here, just one place, and long periods with no power. So I've posted these last four entries and will now set off for the Monument for a couple of days.
Will do a posting about the journey to Masvingo when I return here.