Friday, July 24, 2009

Uganda

Musim rict, ze Ugandu jsme si uzili, i kdyz tam nebyli takovy velky veci jako safari, more a kilamandzara...(teda byli, ale ne tak velky,aby za ne clovek platil stovky dolaru a pak videl jednoho slona) presto ma turistum co nabidnout. Je krasne zelena, pratelsti lide, raj pro kempare a mistni dopravou se da dostat skoro do vsech koutu Ugandy a taky je jedna z nejlevnejsich zemi vychodni Afriky.
Rozloucili jsme se s Nairobi, kde se nam dokonce zacalo libit, i kdyz jsme se hodne obavali bezpecnosti v Nairobi nakonec jsme se tam vzdycky radi vraceli, pro svou nabitou atmosferu melo svuj sarm, ale bezpecno tam nebylo.
Autobusem jsme se za den dostali na hranice s Ugandou, viza byli bez problemu, jen razitko na hranicich za 50 $ a minibusama (matatu) jsme pokracovali do Mbale, kde jsme prespali pred navstevou krasnych Sipi Falls, nadherny kempovani s vyhledem do udoli a vodopady. Stravili jsme tam 2 dny chozenim po kopcich.




Dalsi jizda do Jinja byla docela hruzostrasna, protoze autobus mel docela velkou prasklinu v zadu a kdyz jsme jeli pres 50km/h zadni kola zacali divne cukat a po ceste jsme si uvedomili jaky jsme meli stesti, ze jsme se od Sudanu nemuseli delit s nikym o sedacku v mistni doprave a vetsinou jsme meli kazdej svoje sedadlo, to v Ugande absolutne neplati, vetsinou se snazi nacpat na jedno sedadlo 3 lidi, takze v matatu, kde je asi 12 sedacek, tak se podarilo tam nacpat az 35 lidi!!!a to jsou ty vsechny vozidla v uplne prisernym stavu.
Jinja docela zajimavy mestecko, jak z divokyho zapadu, hlavni atrakci je, ze tam pry prameni Bily Nil z Viktorina jezera a taky je tam rozprasena cast Gandiho popela.




Samozrejme jsme se museli s Nilem rozloucit, protoze ho pronasledujeme celou cestu, soutok Bileho a Modreho Nilu jsme uz videli v Khartoumu, pramen modreho Nilu jsme videli z jezera Tana v Etiopii a tak tohle bylo naposledy. Urcite stalo za navstevu.
Pak uz nas cekalo hlavni mesto Kampala, kempovali jsme trochu z mesta v takovy krasny zahrade s bazenem a tak jsme nam ani do centra nechtelo, ale Kampala je vyhlasena indickym jidlem a tak jsme si nemohli nechat ujit Masalu Dosa k snidani a vecer se konala Jam Sesson na zahrade narodniho divadla a sesli se mistni muzikanti a prodavalo se studeny pivko.
V Ugande se docela dobre rozviji ekoturismus a vzniklo nekolik kempu, ktery jsou vedeny mistni komunitou a penize co tam clovek necha za jidlo a kempovani jdou dobrym smerem.
Zacali jsme navstevou jezera Nkuruba a bylo to tam krasny, vyborne vedeny kemp, moc dobre tam varili a organizovali ruzny vylety po okoli a 80% penez slo do mistni komunity. Okoli plne kraterovych jezer a super trziste v nedaleke vesnici. Seznamili jsme se tam s americkym parem ucitelu , zijicich v Nemecku, s kterymi jsme stravili spolecne dalsich par dni cestovani.
Dalsi podobny kemp Ruboni byl pred vstupem do Rwenzori Narodniho parku, nejvetsi pohori v Africe a z terasy jsme meli nadherny vyhled na cele pohori a podnikly jsme par treku v okoli podel hranice parku, abysme se vyhnuli placeni vstupnyho.




Den odjezdu byl nas smolnej den a proste nase plany vubec nevysli, snazili jsme se dostat do Kalinzu Forest prirodni rezervace, kde se Allan nekde docetl, ze tam muzem videt simpanze, kdyz budem mit stesti a ze tam ma byt nejaky kemp. Vubec nebylo jednoduchy se tam dostat a nakonec tam nic takovy nebylo a museli jsme se vracet a v noci jsme se dostali do Masaky. Vzdycky se snazime vyhnout nocnimu cestovani, ale tentokrat to proste nevyslo a ridici v noci ridej jeste silenejc nez ve dne a silnice jsou plny der a je to proste o nervy...No prezili jsme to a kolem 10 vecer jsme dojeli do Masaky.
Dostat se na Ssese Islands na Viktorinu jezeru bylo pomerne narocny, na to ze to bylo necelych 60km a zabralo to 4hodiny, museli jsme se hadat o cenach a malem se nam rozpadl minibus a nakonec jsme to zakoncili hadkou s ridicem, kterej chtel vic nez jsme se domluvili a byl agresivni a nikdo se nas nezastal. Tak tady na ostrove byli lidi trochu zaostalejsi nez na pevnine, musim rict, ze docela burani. Uklidnili jsme se kempovanim u krasne bile plaze s blaznivym majitelem.




Viktorino jezero je krasne pruzracne, ale bohuzel ma docela smutnou historii a koupani je na vlastni nebezpeci, protoze je tam bilharzia, docela neprijemna nemoc, pro lidi co jedou pak domu a zajdou si k doktorovi a ten jim to vyleci ,se koupani asi vyplati, my jsme to ale neriskovali, kdyz uz to budem riskovat bude to jezero v Malawi. Jeste zpet k te historii jezera, misionari tam nasadili druh ryby Nile Perch (nevim cesky) a ta sezrala vsechny ostatni ryby a tyhle uz jsou skoro vychytany a jako druhy nejvetsi jezero na svete nema dostatek ryb pro obyvatele okolo a tak se hodne rybaru zacalo venovat alkoholu!!!

Pak uz jsme se rozloucili s Ugandou a prejeli hranice v Mutukula do Tanzanie.
Uganda je asi kazdemu znama diky Idi Amin, ale o nem se zminovat nechci. Ugande trvalo dlouho se postavit na nohy a zacit fungovat, klicem k uspechu, bylo pozvat zpet do Ugandy vsechny Asiaty, kteri byli vyhnani Idi Aminem v 70.letech ( asi 70 000 Asiatu dostalo ultimatum 90 dni vystehovat se ze zeme).
V cele vychodni Africe zije velke procento Asiatu a vsichni jsou velice uspesni obchodnici a dobre prosperuji, asi to bude tim, ze africka konkurence neni tak silna:):)

Velkym problemem severni Ugandy je LRA ( Lords resistence Army), ktera poslednich 20 let ztratila ucel sve existence a napada vesnice, bere deti do armady, znasilnuji, zabiji a urezavaji usi, nosy a rty mistnim. Az do roku 2002 byla tato krestanska armada podporovana islamskou Sudanskou vladou, jen proto, ze Uganda podporovala rebely jizniho Sudanu bojujici proti islamskemu severu.

Priste trocha rozkouskovany Tanzanie a ne jen, ze si pozitri jedem valet sunky na tyden na Zanzibar, ale zitra nas ceka luxusni prespani v 5*****hotelu, jako pribuzni Stepana, kterej leti Dar Es Salaam !!!!!
tak to si dame vanu a prej bude chleba se syrem!!!

zdravi monika

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Marabou Stork Nightmares

The only thing anyone seems to know about Uganda is Idi Amin, and that's not a good thing to know about so I went around the country paraphrasing Fawlty Towers in my head - "Don't mention Idi Amin, Don't mention Idi Amin".

As it was I never did, and nor did anyone else, it seems they have a lot more going on in Uganda than that after all! As we arrived from Kenya we were stunned by the friendly welcome we received, and a warm, sincere friendly welcome as well. In Kenya and Tanzania we were always treated in a friendly manner too but the sincerity was sadly lacking. Guidebooks always stress the importance of greetings but in my experience many locals forget their own greetings when faced with a white tourist. For example in Mali the greetings between two Malians can go on for several minutes but many greeted us with "Toubab, cadeau!" and an outstretched palm, which basically means "white man, give me something!" Not here however, everyone greets each other with "Hello, how are you?" and if you forget and launch straight into a question you are gently reminded with a "I'm fine, and you?"

It took us three crammed minibus rides from the Kenya-Uganda border to get to the town of Mbale, trying not to stand on the goats under the seats along the way. This was an introduction to Ugandan public transport. Whilst in Kenya and Tanzania they only sell each seat once in buses, shared taxis etc, here they sell each one at least twice. We normally squeezed at least 10 people into a normal saloon car, with the boot wide open and crammed full of luggage as well. The wheel arches would be scraping on the tires and before every police checkpoint the driver would order some people out and pay a boda-boda (motorcycle taxi) to take them across the checkpoint. Minibuses normally seat about 28, plus the driver and conductor but they are happy to forego the bribe they will have to pay the police, a sign of how lucrative those extra few seats are! And how far can you ride on a boda-boda, especially with 20kg strapped on your back? We tried to avoid them but sometimes they were the only option, sometimes up to 20km, and believe me each kilometre feels like four times the distance!



With Mt Elgon looming over Mbale we introduced ourselves to Ugandan beer, which thankfully they serve chilled, unlike in Kenya and Tanzania! Nile Special immediately became my favourite beer so far in Africa. We also introduced ourselves to the fine Indian cuisine available in Uganda. All in all a very pleasant introduction.



The next day we continued up to Sipi Falls, close to the base of Mt Elgon. There are some small campsites on the opposite side of the valley from the falls, offering stunning views. It was a refreshingly low-key place to stay after the big places we had visited in Tanzania and Kenya! There are many trails around the area that offer views of the falls from different angles and it was great to just relax there. If it was at the end of our visit to Uganda we would probably have stayed much longer but as we were just beginning we were eager to keep on moving.



We passed through Jinja on the way to Kampala. Jinja is the adventure capital of East Africa and also the source of the White Nile river. After follwing the Nile south from Cairo to Khartoum and seeing the confluence of the White Nile and Blue Nile then visiting the Blue Nile source in Ethiopia this was our final farewell to this mighty river. Interestingly some of Gandhi's ashes were spread here when he died so we made a pilgrimage to the Gandhi memorial. I found this more appealing than the range of white-water rafting trips and other daredevil sports on offer. Jinja itself is quite a pleasant town, spread out and very green, with some retro-chic art deco buildings in the centre, strange but beautiful.



And on to Kampala. This is a city that defies description. Its built on seven hills but it is nothing like Rome and it can be very windy but that's where the comparisons with Chicago end. It is dusty, crowded and prone to poorly planned development but it is not quite like other African cities, it is far more livable in. We attended the 'Jam Session' outside the National Theatre, held every Monday. A Kampala institution, the budding musicians of the city get together and take turns to play, whilst enterprising hawkers sell cold beer to the bystanders. A fun evening, and only possible because Kampala is one African city where its not exactly suicide to go out after dark! The legions of marabou storks perched on roofs and trees across the city give a sinister air (and they are ugly creatures!) but actually Kampala felt very safe, by African standards!



Kampala also has a vague Asian feel, not surprising given the strong Asian influence over the years and we were even able to find a cafe offering Masala Dosai, possibly South India's greatest creation!

You may be surprised to hear that such good Indian food is available in Uganda after Idi Amin expelled all the Asians back in the early-70's, giving them 90 days to leave with nothing. Well, the problem was, as soon as they left the whole economy collapsed, they had such a stronghold on trade, import/export and industry and the Africans were not able to manage it themselves. So the current incumbent, President Musaveni invited them back, even offering them, or their descendants, the land that was taken from them. of course many were hesitant at first but the economy received the kickstart it needed and more and more are returning.



It must sound as though the only good food in Uganda is Indian food, but this is not the case. They also have some tasty local dishes. Beans are very common, cooked in tangy sauces and eaten with staples such as matoke - a stodgy but delicious mash of plantains, "Irish" potatoes, rice, chapatis, cassava or yams. They also have the same addiction chips as Kenya and Tanzania and of course chicken and goat are available for the rich people. Another favourite of mine is 'egg chop' - a hard boiled egg covered in mashed potato and lightly fried. However, the tea is not so good, brewed from bags rather than loose and they seem to use each bag at least three times! Its a good job that beer is good and available everywhere!



A girl on the bus from Kampala to Fort Portal told us that south-western Ugandans are different from those in the east. That they are less friendly. I did not know whether to believe her as there are plenty of tribal divides in Uganda, amplified by the favouring of certain tribes by every post-colonial President. Certainly it did not seem to be the case at our first stop in the south-west, Lake Nkuruba Community campsite. These community projects are common across the country, the organisers giving up to 80% of their profits back to the community, which means they are received in a more friendly way, and their guests are too. This is a great place to stay, perched on a rim overlooking the lake and with plenty of walking trails in the surrounding area. There is also a twice-weekly vibrant market in a village just 2km away. They serve delicious food and are able to organise many trips and transport options. It was also great to be surrounded by such peace and quiet, a million miles away from the campsite in Kampala crowded with overland trucks and gap-year brats!



We met an American couple at Lake Nkuruba, Adam and Yarrow,and together we headed on to the next community campsite, Ruboni campsite, in the foothills of the Rwenzori mountains, Africas highest mountain range. To trek in the Rwenzori National Park costs $567 for a 7-day trek but at the campsite they offer a day climb just outside the park, with stunning views, for about $7.50. It was so good my legs ached for days. The mountains are almost always covered in thick cloud but each day they would peep out just for a short while. I could have sat for days on the restaurant balcony at the campsite, eating their amazing food and gazing at the fine surroundings. Monika and I have been looking forward to getting to Zanzibar for some quality R+R time but these two campsites worked just as well!



After Kenya and Tanzania we did not want to spend a lot of money visiting the big game parks in Uganda as well, such as Murchison Falls and Queen Elizabeth, preferring to travel in a more off-the-beaten-track manner. We were not interested in tracking mountain gorillas either. At about $800 per hour, along with climbing Kilimanjaro, tracking the gorillas is just about the most expensive activity in Africa but for once I agree with the high cost. They have to limit the numbers somehow and they might as well make money to help with the preservation of the last remaining gorillas at the same time. That is if the money really goes back into the project. I would have liked to see some chimpanzees however but when we spent considerable time, effort and, not to mention, money to get to Kalinzu Forest Reserve we found the whole place deserted. Someone had been there recently because I saw a list of 2009/10 Premier League fixtures on the wall and they were only recently published, but there was no signs of life.



Now we found out why the girl on the bus had warned us about south west Uganda. Throughout two days of travel from the Rwenzoris to the Ssese islands on Lake Victoria all we got were lies, damn lies and more lies from every bus or taxi driver, non-existent service from hotel and restaurant staff and looks of hatred and resentment from everyone else. The final straw was someone jumping in my seat as I waited to be served food in a bar! By the time we got to Hornbill camp on the Ssese islands we were mentally bruised and battered! We needed a few days to recover before making the horror journey by minibus and boat back to Masaka and on to Tanzania! On the radio during this time we heard reports of two men being expelled from a village in the region due to them practising witchcraft, the evidence of which was that another villagers had trouble sleeping and heard strange noises and that someone else was having trouble with three of his goats. There was also the story of the ten pregnant pupils in one school, all impregnated by the same teacher. Most worrying were the reports we heard that up until just 10 or 12 years ago cannibalism was still rife across the south west, especially when the main course was a 'mzungu' (white man). They used to lure them into traps - such as covered pits with spikes poking up from the floor - and then pour boiling water on them. To me it sounded like some old VC booby traps, not Delias latest recipe.

This word 'mzungu' though. It is used across East Africa but especially in Uganda, and especially in the south west where they seem unaware that it is quite offensive to refer to someone by the colour of their skin. Several times I told someone my name, only for them to continue referring to me as 'mzungu' (to rhyme with 'shit'). Many tourists refer to each other as 'mzungu' thinking it is a friendly gesture. This I find absurd, amusing but also worrying in equal measures. How can it be friendly?



The Ssese islands have always enjoyed a very seperate life and culture from that of the mainland and they were lucky enough to avoid most of the madness during the reigns of Amin and Obote. The community is very close-knit, a facet we witnessed in the search for a missing camera in the main town of Kalangala. No-one could get away with any crime there as everyone knows everyone, a fact that the thief, a local worker, somehow overlooked. During the search we had a brief but bizarre conversation with Major Kaka, a local businessman with a military past. He told us that western employers must treat their staff worse, they should beat them to work harder, that is why they start to become thieves and the like. He was already drunk when he arrived at our campsite and we heard that later he forced his way into various homes in search of the camera. Maybe someone should have forced themselves into his home and 'beat' him!



Sadly Lake Victoria is dying. There are barely any fish left due to the lack of regulative measures that should have been put in place twenty years ago. The source of the main problem is the dreaded Nile Perch, a fish that is tasty when cooked but a devil in the water as it kills all the other fish. Added to this is the problem of pollution and over-fishing, which would be destructive enough in their own right. The Nowadays the fishing industry is grinding to a halt and many of the fisherman are turning to drink in their frustration. And early in the morning we awoke from our slumber in our tent to the sound of desperation setting in - dynamite fishing.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Tips for Ethiopia

Want to travel in Ethiopia, this might help you:

Visa - $20 for same day service at the Embassy of Ethiopia in Khartoum, Sudan. That is if the embassy is not on a week long holiday! (It costs $30 for the same service in Cairo, Egypt)

Bus from Metema to Shihedi – 10 birr p.p, or overnight in Metema, plenty of “guesthouses with red light bulbs!
1.5l mineral water – 7-8 birr
Bus from Shihedi to Gonder – 40 birr, but the bus doesn’t always make it to Gonder, you may be thrown out in a small village 60km short and receive a 10 birr refund.
Ride on truck the final 60km to Gonder – 50 birr, negotiable
Dbl room w/ bathroom at Queen Taitu Hotel, Gonder – 100 birr
Macchiato coffee/cream cake in posh café – 3/7 birr
Tasty meal for 2 plus soft drinks at Demera Cultural Restaurant, Gonder – 50 birr
Lentil samosa or donut from street stall – 2 birr each
Draft beer in Gonder – from 3 birr per glass
330ml Ethiopian red wine in a beer bottle – 17 birr
Map and great info at the Tourist Centre in Gonder – FREE, and you might get tea and biscuits as well. And please donate to their library!
Entrance to Gonder Royal Enclosure – 50 birr
Entrance to Debre Selassie church – 25 birr
All other ‘sights’ in Gonder are 25 birr entrance.
There is a decent, if slightly pricey supermarket in Gonder – Dashen Supermarket on Piazza. Worth visiting for Simien trekking supplies, but better is to bring them from home/Egypt.
Bus from Gonder to Debark – 21.5 birr, 3 hours
Dbl room at Simien Park Hotel, Debark – 70 birr (180 birr w/bath)
Meal at Simien Park Hotel – 15-30 birr
Draft beer at Simien Park Hotel – 4/8 birr normal/jumbo
1kg mangoes/tomatoes/bananas – 8/6/7 birr
Simien mountains trekking – from $8 per person per day (to over $100 per day depending on luxury required!)
Bus/minibus from Gonder to Bahir Dar – 25/35 birr (around 3 hours)
Non-lake facing double room w/bath at Ghion Hotel, Bahir Dar – 100 birr after negotiations
Breakfast/Dinner/Beer at Ghion Hotel, Bahir Dar – 18/15-40/9 birr
Meal/Beer at Bahir Dar Hotel, Bahir Dar – 12-20/7 birr
Boat trip on Lake Tana from Ghion Hotel – 100birr per person
Entrance fee to monasteries on Lake Tana – generally 30 birr per monastery
Entrance to Lakeside restaurant with pelican viewing – 3 birr plus 2 birr per camera
Internet – 12 birr per hour – VERY SLOW!
Fresh mixed juice – 6 birr
Bus to Gashena – 70birr, 8 hours
Bus from Gashena to Lalibela – 15 birr, 2 hours
Dbl room at Asheton Hotel, Lalibela – 100 birr
Avocado juice – 10 birr
Meal at Blue Lal restaurant, Lalibela – fom 20 birr, poor value
Breakfast or Dinner at Unique Restaurant, Lalibela – 15-20 birr – Excellent value, the fasting food option is delicious
Entrance fees to Lalibela churches – 200 birr, soon to be 300 birr
Bus from Lalibela to Dessie – 45 birr, 10 hours
Dinner at Blue Nile Restaurant, Dessie – 15-20 birr
Dbl room w/bath at ‘Bedroom’, Dessie – 80 birr
Bus from Dessie to Addis Ababa – 65birr (up from 52birr) 10hours.
Dbl room w/bath at Wanza Hotel, Addis Ababa – 120 birr
Meal/beer/Breakfast at Wanza Hotel – around 20 birr/8birr/12birr
Minibus around Addis Ababa – 0.7-1.5birr
Entrance to National Museum – 10 birr
Internet in Addis Ababa – 0.25birr per minute
Coffee and cake in café – 10birr
Haircut on Bole Road, Addis Ababa – 30 birr
Bus from Addis Ababa to Dila/Moyale – 47/99 birr, 1/2 days
Room at Zeleke Hotel, Dila – 70birr
Large draft beer at Zekele Hotel – 6.5birr
Meal at Zekele Hotel – 15-40 birr
Bus from Dila to Moyale – 60 birr
Papaya/Avocado – 8birr per kilo
Pineapple – 5 birr each

Average budget in Ethiopia – 190 birr per day (approx $15)
Exchange rate at 31/05/09 - $1=12.5 birr, 1GBP=20 birr

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The Hour Of Bewilderbeest

We spent three days in cold, dull and grey Arusha waiting for Stepan and Thomas to join us from Europe for a four-day safari to Ngorongoro and the Serengeti. The sky was covered by a layer of grey, brooding clouds which parted only occasionally to reveal the hulking mass of Mount Meru looming over the city.



Despite being bumped from his flight the previous day Stepan managed to make it to Arusha just 3 hours late for the safari and within a few minutes we were all aboard our safari jeep and on the way.

Going on Safari in Tanzania, and Kenya, has become a very expensive business. Despite taking our own camping equipment and shopping around for the best deal we still ended up paying $150 per person per day. Even though this is about 7 times the amount we normally spend per day in Africa we were still travelling at the low end of the budget scale. So we were amazed by the service we received from Forsters Safaris.



Leaving Arusha we headed first for Tarangire National Park. Although not one of the premier parks all safaris start at either Tarangire or Lake Manyara National Park to reduce the amount of travel time on the first day. It is also a nice taster in anticipation of the main event at the Serengeti and Ngorongoro. We chose Tarangire over the more popular Lake Manyara for several reasons. The first is that it is less popular, so more chance of having the animals to ourselves, and also we had just come from a couple of National Parks with lakes in Kenya. The main reason however was that Tarangire has the highest concentration of wild elephants in the world. The baobab studded landscape is literally crammed with elephants, along with wildebeest, zebra, a few buffalo, baboons and giraffes. The two highlights of the visit for me were seeing the elephants drinking from the river as we watched from the picnic site on the escarpment above and witnessing three giraffes drinking one-by-one from the river as the other two stood guard, creating a 360 degree vision against the threat of a lion ambush.



The next day we passed Lake Manyara and drove through the Ngorongoro Conservation Area to the gates of the Serengeti National Park. Passing through the crater highlands the scenery changed to one of thick jungle and deep red earth and the view down into the crater felt as if we were looking back in time to the dawn of mankind. Back on the plains we visited a Masai village. This was nothing more than a commercial venture. We paid $20 per person to enter the village, see inside a hut, view the ‘school’ and take as many photos as we wanted. It was a truly artificial experience, just like a Masai theme park, this is the reason we did not visit the Omo Valley in Ethiopia, lest it should speed the transformation into this monster.



Serengeti is a Masai word which means ‘endless plains’, and from the view from Naabi Hill at the entrance gate (or the border between the Serengeti and the Ngorongoro Conservation Area) you can see why, just a few dusty tracks going off in various directions, disappearing over the horizon.



Within 45 minutes of entering the Serengeti we stumbled across a cheetah and two cubs, visibly exhausted as they guarded their kill from the baying crowd of vultures.



Further highlights on this first game drive included two lions resting in a tree as well as a leopard, usually so elusive, lying in an acacia tree just by the side of the ‘road’. We also saw more elephants, though I never feel jaded at the sight of them, nor of the 1m zebra or 2m wildebeest that live in the Serengeti-Masai Mara ecosystem. We tracked one of the lesser-spotted serval cats, trying to eke out a living amongst its bigger cousins, amongst the large supporting cast of various antelopes and birds. That evening in the open campsite at Seronera slap-bang in the middle of the Serengeti we all lay awake wondering if the sounds we heard were other campers snoring, the cooks cleaning up after dinner or a lion slowly encroaching in the darkness?



Apparently the lions did not pay us a visit as we all awoke safe and sound and were welcomed on leaving the campsite by a visit from a large herd of wildebeest and zebra and we soon found ourselves right in the middle of the annual migration. It was by accident that we were in the region just as the migration was taking place but a very happy accident indeed. Indeed, despite the BBC documentaries we have all seen, the migration is something that cannot be explained without witnessing it first hand. The animals do not simply up and leave, like migrating birds, they wander back and forth, moving one way then be driven back by a change in weather, then shifting in another direction, then hanging around a river for a couple of weeks, then finding a new corridor north to the Masai Mara…… that’s why it takes them so bloody long to get there! The symbiotic relationship between the wildebeest and zebra is something amazing to watch. The wildebeest leave a scent though glands in their hooves for their friends to follow, the zebra, which have no such navigational powers, tag along with the wildebeest and protect them from the lions with their superior senses. This is how they find their way along whilst also protecting themselves against the lions that stalk them incessantly, picking out the old, young or infirm which resemble fast food. We watched a lioness slowly creep up on one of these groups that was crossing a river until she was close enough to pounce. My heart was beating in a way that it hasn’t since those few minutes during extra time in the play-off final of 2002! In the event the lioness failed, she could have turned her head, opened her mouth and had it stuffed by the wildebeest that had stumbled onto her but she was too focused and went for the group in the river. I bet the male lion was annoyed that she messed up his breakfast! It is whilst they are drinking, or even just crossing water that all these animals are most vulnerable, which is why they are most nervous around water, always on the lookout for cats or crocs.





As we left the Serengeti we were given a send off by a lion, standing sentry guard on one of the ‘Lion rocks’ that dot the Serengeti landscape. We passed again through the NCA and up into the crater highlands. The only campsite in the area is ‘Simba A’, located right on the crater rim. The campsite was populated by as many zebra as campers and is apparently visited by buffalo and other animals during the evenings. In any case, the sensation of waking up and hearing a zebra munching the grass just outside your tent was excitement enough for me.



The next day we descended into the crater, another hot bed of high animal concentration. Again, within just a few minutes we had spotted a cheetah, and then a spotted hyena amongst the other animals and birds. Later we watched an eagle devour a rabbit before we stopped by a pride of 7 lions, sitting lazily in the midday sun. The hippos had got out of the sun, they get easily sunburnt, and were wallowing in the lakes, by one of which we stopped for a picnic. As we made to ascend from the crater, vehicles being restricted to just 6 hours inside, we stumbled first upon a hippo out of the water (a rare sight during the day!) and then upon two male cheetahs wandering along, looking for a snack. We were totally alone, no other vehicles nearby, as we watched them catch the scent of the family of warthogs by the side of our jeep. Again I thought we were on the verge of witnessing a kill until the warthogs wandered off, up wind of the cheetahs who stood bemused in the long grass. In the end the simply wandered up to our jeep, passed under the spare tires at the back and continued on their way. We all held our breath for a moment as we thought they were going to jump on the bonnet for a better view around!



Perhaps the most amazing part of being on safari, whether in Tanzania or Kenya, is seeing how all these different animals, birds and plants live, and die, together. Everyone is connected to the system and therefore the actions of each animal affect all others. The way in which the wildebeest and zebra live together, the way the zebra rest in pairs, facing each other, to give them a 360 degree vision. The way the lions hunt these bigger prey, mostly leaving the smaller antelope and warthogs to the leopards and cheetahs. The leopards only hunt prey up to 60kg as they like to drag their kills up into the trees, their preferred habitat, the cheetahs meanwhile like to hunt on the plains where they can unleash their incredible speed. They usually hunt the grazing species of antelope, the leopards prefer the browsers, and will only hunt larger prey in groups. Leopards also like to hunt baboons, so if you see a lot of baboons around you know there are no leopards, the primates are smarter than that! The vultures follow the cats, as do the hyenas, to scavenge the scraps left over. Nothing is left to waste, these lands being littered by remains of animal skeletons stripped right to the bone. The lions will even attack buffalo but this is risky as the buffalo can, and will, fight back. Even the various antelope do not compete for food, they are spread out, split into groups of browsers and grazers, meanwhile the giraffes and elephants eat the fruits the other animals cannot reach. The plants affect the system in other ways too, the elephants are always rubbing up against the trees, especially the baobabs, breaking off the bark and releasing sap, but in response the trees grow back a much tougher skin of bark. Then the birds get involved, feeding off the backs of the larger animals such as elephants, hippos, giraffes and buffalo or waiting for the animals to disturb the fish in the water or the insects in the ground so they can swoop down and carry them away. Even the two species of flamingo can co-exist in peaceful harmony as the greater flamingo feed on larvae found in the submerged lake-beds whilst the lesser flamingo feeds on the carotene-rich algae which give them their rick pink hue!



Just being on safari revealed all these traits and more, made especially possible by the excellent, professional service we received from Roger, our driver-guide, and Amani, our cook/assistant guide!



Our trip was entitled ‘Big Five Game Drive’, after the ‘Big 5’ animals that were grouped during the old days as being the hardest to hunt. Of course I could not comment on this one way or the other but these five are – Lion, Leopard, Cape Buffalo, Rhinoceros, and Elephant. For me the buffalo always seems to be the odd one out, why not a cheetah or hippo, surely they are more dangerous? I imagine its due to the buffaloes tendency to fight back, and to stick up for each other. Incidentally, for those more interested in viewing the more minute side of wildlife there is a ‘Little 5’ – elephant shrew, ant lions, leopard tortoise, buffalo weaver and rhino beetles. Spotting those might be just as fun as their larger namesakes! For the purpose of modern wildlife viewing I would add a ‘Medium 5’, those animals that continually keep one in awe whilst not being perhaps such a challenge to kill – zebra, giraffe, hippo, cheetah and blue wilderbeest! Maybe the zebra and wildebeest are too commonplace to be on such a list but they are both such strange and beautiful creatures!



After our safari was over we spent two days in Moshi, our plan was to swim at the outdoor pool there and gaze up at Mt. Kilimajaro overhead, perhaps at the same time. This however was not possible as the sky remained cloudy through our stay in Moshi, bar one short period when Africas highest point briefly revealed itself, and the pool was anyway closed for renovations! So all that was left was a two day trip via Nairobi to Uganda. The highlight of this trip was watching the two nuns in the seats in front of us devour bags of sausages and chips and several bottles of Sprite along the way!

Safari, Tanzanie

Tak my jsme se rozhodli, ze 600 $ USD utratime za 4 denni safari,prvni den navsteva Tangarire Narodni Park,znamy Bao-Bab stromy a stovky slonu, ale videli jsme mnohem vic.







Dalsi den jsme pokracovali do Serengeti Narodniho Parku, prvni 2hodiny vparku jsme videli gepardici s malejma po lovu, leoparda na strome a par lvu.




Ranni jizda po Serengeti, jsme byli uprosted migrace pakonu a zeber a mhohem vic








A 4.den jsme navstivili Ngorongoro prirodni rezervaci a krater.









tak trocha severni Tanzanie v obrazech.