Africa Behind the Wheel

This is my LAST post for this year’s journey through the inland of southern and eastern Africa.

As I sit in the airport on my way back to the good ole USA, I have had time to reflect on my travels and thought I would share some overall observations of Africa from behind the wheel. In many ways, this is a synthesis of my previous country-by-country behind the wheel observations, but here I put those observations and a few more in the broader perspective of all of southern and eastern Africa (which, hereafter, I will simply refer to as Africa). Keep in mind that I did not visit the entirety of each of the 6 countries I travelled through, but rather snaked my way through a portion of each country en route to my selected set of National Parks and Reserves; thus, my observations are both limited and biased. But they are my thoughts, in no particular order, based on my experience this year for what its worth – take it or leave it!

#1. Living in a Bubble. One of the most evident things I observed about the people, at least those that I met or interacted with, was the nearly universal limited world view they have. Nearly all the people, at least outside of the larger cosmopolitan cities, live in a rather small bubble. Most don’t leave their home village and most never leave the vicinity of that village, or perhaps at most visit the nearest large town center. Consequently, most people really don’t have a clue about the world outside their little bubble. You can imagine what their world view must be like, knowing only how the world works inside that small bubble. This is not a criticism of course because who can blame them, since most of them simply don’t have the opportunity or the means to experience the outside world. Nearly all of what they know of the outside world comes from the internet and what is portrayed in movies, TV shows and perhaps the news media – and we all know how accurate these media are at portraying reality.

#2. Who’s on First, What’s on Second. Another nearly universal truth is that most of the people know almost nothing that isn’t within their own day-to-day sphere of responsibilities. What I mean is that most people can’t tell you with any accuracy what’s on the other side of town or the Park. For example, even National Park staff mostly can’t tell you anything about the Park or the facilities or provide directions, etc., that isn’t within their specific realm of duties. Moreover, they often don’t want to admit their ignorance and give you faulty information. This happened time after time where I was given completely inaccurate and even misleading information by Park staff. Eventually I learned, reluctantly, to stop asking for information because getting bad information can be worse than getting none at all. It amazes me, for example, that the Parks don’t educate their staff about the entire Park so that they can be a good and accurate source of information for the visitors. But no, they are given a very specific job and told to perform those duties and nothing else. Even in the private sector, service providers have no clue about other businesses even within their own service sector. A lodge worker, for example, can’t tell you anything about the other lodges, even those that may only be a few kilometers way.

#3. Beautiful People. As a general rule, Africans, and this is a huge generalization, are a beautiful people. Of course, Africans are not one people, but rather many different cultures, ethnicities, etc. mixed up in a melting pot. Nevertheless, if you will allow me to generalize, most Africans have a nice physique because they don’t overeat and do manual labor to survive. But the most noticeable thing, and the thing that I am most jealous of, is their sparkling white teeth. I suppose this comes from not eating sugary foods all their lives, but perhaps it is simple genetics. Whatever the reason, they have the most beautiful smiles.

#4. Born Happy. I can’t say this with certainty, but it sure seems to me that the kids are mostly happy and fun-loving. They always seem to be playing and having fun and are almost always quick to smile, wave and yell hello as you pass them by – when they are not begging for handouts. What is remarkable is that they appear to be happy despite having almost nothing. Most play with nature’s offerings (e.g. sticks, rocks, etc.) and not consumer products – no consumerism here!

#5. Women Rule. In general, the division of labor between men and women is very apparent. With exceptions, the women always seem busy doing a wide variety of duties, from carrying water jugs from the community bore hole, to tending the vegetable garden, to washing the clothes (often in a nearby stream), to selling the excess household produce, to caring for the children, and many more tasks. I almost never see idle women – they are always busy doing something. In contrast, while there are certainly some ambitious, hard-working young men (and I met a few), the majority of the younger men – say in their late teens and twenties, are idle most of the time. Often, the young men are just lazily sitting around in small groups talking about who-knows-what and waiting for a golden opportunity to drop in their lap – which doesn’t happen. The worst part of it is that they are often being idle while the women are working hard right in front of them. The laziness and lack of work ethic among the men is appalling to me, although I must acknowledge that it stems in part from the lack of job opportunities. But if the men can’t find work they should at least help their women with their chores. The gender roles seem to be firmly set in stone in their culture. Personally, I don’t know how the women put up with it. Remember, this is a generalization and it doesn’t apply to all men.

#6. The Community Dumping Ground. One of the things that disgusted me the most driving through any settled area, ranging from small rural villages to large urban centers, was the obvious lack of pride in the environment. Trash is everywhere, and not just a piece here and there, but enough to be a total eye-sore., and probably a health hazard too in places. The people seem blind to it. It’s as if they grew up with a trashy environment all around them and came to accept it as normal and unworthy of attention. What really bothered me was the trashed out sites in National Parks and Reserves and the fact that the management did nothing about it. Again, I get the feeling that they just don’t see it as a problem.

#7. Gimmy, Gimmy, Gimmy. One of things you have to get use when traveling in Africa, especially if you are an independent overlander without an African guide, is the incessant begging for handouts. This is not completely ubiquitous throughout Africa, as it is prevalent in some regions, a minor occurrence in others, and completely absent in others. I don’t know why it is prevalent in some areas and not others, but I suspect it is a cultural difference. Some cultures abhore begging for charity while others accept it as perfectly acceptable behavior. I can’t tell you how many times I was approached for a handout – sometimes requesting food but other times money. Often times the request was made verbally in a language I didn’t understand, but the meaning was still clear, and at other times it was accompanied by body language (e.g., bringing the hand to the mouth). The sad thing about it is that you quickly realize that it is impossible and impractical to give out charity to every beggar, because your supplies wouldn’t last long, so you have no choice, or at least I felt like I didn’t have one, but to become immune to the begging. What was most disheartening was the young children begging; but again, you can’t give them all something because there are simply too many. My solution for some peace of mind was to pick out the most needy looking children, and the ones that were not begging but instead were either doing nothing or waving hello with a smile, and give them pencils, crayons, etc.. I never gave out food or money even though that is what they typically begged for.

A tactic used by many of the staff working in the Parks and Reserves is to tell you their life story and complain about how little salary they receive for their work and how difficult it is to survive and care for their family on their minimal income. It is clearly a plea for a charitable contribution without explicitly begging for a handout. I admit that I usually caved in and gave them some money for “all their good work”. Again, I don’t think this would happen if you were with a guide because they mostly insulate you from this, but for an independent overlander that seeks to interact with the staff, you can expect a lot of this behavior. I figured it was worth the few bucks each time to learn of an interesting life story.

#8. Where Have All the Trees Gone? The landscape in Africa is beautiful in so many ways, especially with the highly varied terrain ranging from tall mountains to deep valleys and extensive plains, but the forest cover has suffered badly at the hands of the human population. Outside of the National Parks and Reserves, deforestation is a serious problem, I might even say it’s a crisis. The trees are cut for a variety of purposes, including building materials, but even more so for the production of charcoal as a heating and cooking fuel. Most of the forested areas outside of the Parks and Reserves that I saw were intensively cutover. Trees reach a height of 10 feet or so and then get cut, resprout, grow to usable height, and get cut again, and again. So the forest is mostly what we call coppice, resprouted stems from stumps. I fear for the old forest-dependent wildife, especially as the pressures on the forest increase over time with the increasing population, which leads me to my next depressing observation.

#9. Island Parks. Due to development and deforestation driven by the growing human population, the Parks and Reserves have become terrestrial habitat “islands” for the wildlife. With some notable exceptions in which they are trying (but not succeeding as far as can tell) to connect multiple Parks and Reserves into a large interconnected network, such as in northern Zimbabwe and Southern Zambia, the Parks have become insular. There is simply no connectivity among Parks any more due to all the development and loss of forest. In fact, I never once saw any large wild mammals outside of a Park or Reserve, except in the game farms of South Africa in which target large mammal species are maintained for big game hunting. Consequently, most of the large mammals, including most of the large predators, have steadily declined in numbers over the past several decades. Current ranges of most of these species is a tiny percentage of their former historical ranges. The fate of many of these species over the long term is rather bleak I think. Many of these species will likely gradually fade away from the smaller Parks and Reserves, unless there is some major management intervention. Many of these species will likely survive in the really large Parks and Reserves, such as the greater Serengeti and central Kalahari, but this will be like having to go to a zoo, albeit a really big one, to see these species. I hope I am wrong!

#10. Security Paranoia. There’s no debating that Africans are paranoid about security. So many homes, schools and businesses are completely surrounded with a security fence, and almost every business has one or more tiers of security guards. For example, to go to a shopping mall in Nairobi, one has to enter through a guarded security gate in which your vehicle is searched, inside and out, then pass by roaming security guards in the parking lot, then go through a security scanning machine (like at the airport) to get into the mall, and, finally, pass through security guards at the entrance to each store. I swear that every 2nd or 3rd working person is in the security business – yes, I’m sure that this is an exageration, but I’m trying to make a point. On the one hand, the level of security seems ridiculously excessive, because 1/10th the number of security guards would be more than sufficient as a deterrent, but on the other hand, it serves as a huge employment basis for the people. In any event, safety for self and property when shopping is not much of an issue here. Note, in the rural areas, the security is minimal and you can visit a roadside stand or small shop without any security, but in these rural areas criminal activity is probably not a concern.

#11. The Human Tidal Wave. The median age in Africa is 19. Yes, 19! Almost every breeding age woman has a baby on her back, one in her arms and another at her side. More is apparently better in Africa, as all the young men I talked to all had multiple children. It is predicted that global human population growth is going to be dominated by growth in Africa. This comes as no surprise when you consider the demographics of this population – it is young and reproducing at an alarming rate, and thanks to improved health care – chief among them clean drinking water – child mortality rate has declined dramatically. I am concerned about the fate of all these people. Poverty is already widespread throughout most of rural Africa and some of the largest slums in the world are here as well. How is this country going to support the projected population growth from roughly 1.4 billion today to an estimated 2.5 billion by 2050? Africa has something like 60% of the world’s uncultivated arable land, which means that agriculture could be the solution, but it will require the use of agricultural technology (e.g., cultivation, fertilization, pest control), infrastructure (e.g., irrigation systems) and effective governmental involvement – which so far has not been one of Africa’s strong suites. I fear that the poverty is going to get worse before it gets better – if it ever does.

#12. Why aren’t you in School? I have said this before on this blog, but it’s worth saying again because it is so glaring. The vast majority of kids attend public schools (outside of the more affluent urban centers) and the issue here centers around the word “attend”. I rarely saw school children in the classroom – and for most rural schools this is easy to see since the buildings are usually open air – but rather playing outside in the school yard or coming late to school or leaving super early, or at home on one of the many school holidays. I don’t know the average number of actual classroom hours for students in primary and secondary school, but I can imagine it is in the 10-15 hours/week range. With this level of education, it is not surprising that Africa as a whole is stuck in the “3rd world”. Most of the kids are just not getting the education needed for them to move into the modern professional world. It’s very sad, because education is ultimately the single most important factor in determining long-term affluence and yet it doesn’t appear that the governments are doing much to change this culture.

#13. One Cow Equals 20 Goats. Throughout most of the area I travelled cows, goats and sheep were the primary basis for determining “wealth”. Almost every rural household had livestock, usually a mixture of the 3 species listed above, but sometimes with donkeys thrown into the mix. It is quite apparent from talking to some of the natives that livestock are worth to them far more than paper currency and, consequently, they take great care of their animals. The downside of this is that the countryside is completely grazed over. Much of the area is owned by tribes and is treated as community lands open for all to graze, resulting in a “trajedy of the commons”, in which there is great incentive for each individual to maximize their herd size and graze the communal lands as much as possible, lest others do so at your loss.

#14. Drive at Your Own Peril. I have repeatedly harped on the atrocious roads in Africa, with some notable exceptions, and thus it is worth repeating here for anyone considering driving in Africa. In some countries, deep potholes are the rule and they create a driving obstacle course, with every vehicle weaving their way through the pothole obstacles even if it means going into the oncoming traffic lane and risking head-on collision. Unmarked speed bumps, and broken perched asphalt surfaces add to the suite of road hazards. Even South Africa and Kenya, the two most developed coutries in the region, have some terrible roads in places – albeit the major national highways are in pretty good shape. Howver, if you are going to drive off the main highway system anywhere in Africa, you better do so with a really good suspension system and very durable tires. Adding to the hazardous road surfaces are the lunatic drivers. There aren’t many or even any enforced driving standards or laws that I observed, so the local drivers pretty much do what they want. Passing several cars on an outside curve with a precipitous road edge is standard business. And don’t even get me started on the 3-lane-wide roundabouts in the biggest cities like Nairobi, in which vehicles enter the roundabout and then weave and force their way across the lanes in a choatic scramble – it is totally maddening. Courtesy is not in the lexicon of drivers behind the wheel in Africa.

#15. Imagined Realities. I will keep this one brief so as to not offend anyone of a different opinon, but to state that Afrians are a highly religious people is an understatement. The missionaries and evangelicals have completely exploited the vulnerable people of this region by giving them a belief system or imagined reality built on fear (e.g., the devil) and false hope (e.g., heaven), and this religious fervor is maintained by aggressively indoctrinating the youth from day 1. If you think we have a lot of churches in the state, you haven’t seen anything until you have travelled in rural Kenya, which takes the cake on this front, because almost every third building is a church and every second bilboard is religious in content. The religious fervor here is overwhelming at times; e.g., flatbed trucks driving through town blasting prayers and preaching over load speakers. It would be really hard for any young person growing up to question this imagined reality.

#16. Mzungu. In Swahili the word “mzungu” means a foreigner, usually a white person. I suppose it gets used in a derogatory manner at times by some, but I heard it many times from people that said it with a smile and without any apparent ill intent. Indeed, when it comes out the mouth of an adorable little girl in a colorful dress, who is smiling and waving to me as I drive by her hut on a dirt road, I am happy to smile and wave back. One of the most important life lessons of this Africa trip was experiencing the feeling of what it is like to be a minority in the extreme. Most of the time during my journey I was the only white person to be seen. Everyone should experience what it is like to be a minority so that we can all learn to treat everyone as equal regardless of race, ethnicity, gender, ect. Of course, being a mzungo in Africa is quite different than being a black person in northern Idaho. Here, mzungus are generally looked up to for their priviledged lives, rather than down on as is so often the case when the skin color is reversed.

#17. Karibu. In Swahili the word “karibu” has multiple meanings, but it is most often used to say “welcome”. Karibu is an apt word for what I felt most of the time during my travels. The only place I didn’t feel 100% welcome was in a couple of Reserves in Kenya, where the safari guides/drivers gave the impression of resentment, presumably because they don’t like independent self-drivers like me depriving them of business. But overall, Africans are extremely welcoming and grateful to the tourists for creating jobs and giving them a livelihood. Unfortunately, most tourists, I dare say 99% based on what I saw, are guided on their travels by one or more native Africans and are kept somewhat insulated from the genuine karibu attitude of the locals. Travelling as an independent gave me the chance to experience the sincere karibu attitude of most Africans.

#18. I Feel Safe. Despite what you might hear, which itself is mostly just unsubstantiated heresay or exagerated and sensationalized by the media or the state departments, Africa is an extremely safe place to travel. If you travel with a guide, you will have zero safety concerns. I travelled by myself and off the beaten path much of the time, but I also spent time in the larger urban centers and cities, and I never, not even once, ever felt concern for my personal safety or that of my vehicle. Sure, I probably wouldn’t park my vehicle and walk alone through a slum in South Africa or Nairobi, but outside these focal points, Africa is a safe and welcoming place with exceptionally friendly and helpful people.

Well, I could probably keep going on with more observations but my layover in Frankfurt is nearing an end and you are probably tired of reading my ramblings, so I am going to end it here. I hope you enjoyed reading about my observations and gained some additional perspective on this wonderfully diverse and engaging continent. Cheers!

Kenya Behind Wheel

The following is my last country-specific Behind the Wheel post and I will keep it brief because I plan to post a comprehensive Africa Behind the Wheel right after this post and want to avoid too much redundancy. So, here goes just a few of the most glaring observations of travelling in Kenya.

#1. Those damn speed bumps and police checkstations. Every country I have driven through has had their share of speed bumps and “police” check stops along the highways, but Kenya brought it to a whole new level. I couldn’t drive more than several kilometers on any tarmack road without hitting rumble tracks, speed bumps and “police” check stops of questionable legitimacy. The worse part of it was that while 90% of the speed bumps ware marked, there were those unmarked ones that drove me crazy, literally. And the check stops along the roads were ridiculous. Every settlement, and then some, had one or more check stops, and then there were some in the middle of nowhere. Most of the time they were attended by semi-official looking “officers” but often they were attended by plain clothes unofficial-looking people that I can only assume were attempting to extort money from the willing. Fortunately, I was almost always waved on through, so these stops were primarily targeting the Kenyans. Worst of all were the spiked strips laid halfway across the road without any warning signs or attendants. If I was’t focused on the road all the time I could have easily driven over one of these strips and blew out all four of my tires.

#2. Safari guides/drivers. I’m sorry, but the safari guide/drivers in Kenya were the most unfriendly, unaccommodating and at times unethical in their conduct within the Parks and Reserves of all the southern and eastern African countries I visited. The drivers/guides almost never waved and smiled unless I did so first and even then they often didn’t return the courtesy. I got the feeling that many of them resent the self-drivers and pay them (i.e., me) no respect. I got the feeling that the Kenyan safari industry has a very protectionist attitude. This was in stark contrast to the other countries I visited. And outside the Parks and Reserves, the drivers of all types of vehicles (e.g., semi-trucks, matatus, etc.) were ruthless and often careless in overtaking and passing. I suppose once you get accustomed to the chaotic driving patterns, it isn’t so alarming (this, according to Mark), but for a new-comer to the country it was maddening.

#3. Modern Kenya. I’ll finish on a positive note. Kenya is clearly a more modern country than all of the others I visited with the exception of South Africa. The landscape outside the Parks and Reserves is carved up into farms and pastures that look relatively modern and the housing for the vast majority of the people is a huge step up from that in the other countries, again with the exception of South Africa outside of the shanty townships. I saw relatively little poverty-striken areas or people on my travels. Granted, I only experienced a small part of the country, but what I did see generally impressed me relative to the other countries, excepting South Africa. Note, however, the Nairobi is said to have Africa’s largest single slum, housing over a million people. I also spoke with many workers in the Parks and Reserves, ranging from maintenance staff to gun-carrying rangers, and many camplained about their low salaries and lack of job advancement opportunities. Of course, this was often an attempt to earn my sympathy and a few dollars, which I often obliged, so it is hard to say how universal this is. Nevertheless, the Kenyans clearly have a much higher standard of living than then other countries visited, excepting South Africa outside the shanty townships.

OK, I said I would keep this one brief, so that’s it.

September 17-20: Nairobi and the End of This Year’s Journey

Sadly, my journey through the inland of south and east Africa this year has come to an end in Nairobi. Happily, it ended with a visit to Mark and Kirsten’s house and school. Most of my time in Nairobi was spent getting the vehicle cleaned and detailed inside and out in a brave attempt to wipe away 4 months of dust and grime, meeting with mechanical, electrical and body shops to arrange for a thorough maintenance of the fuel, drive, suspension and electrical systems, and arranging for insurance and a foreign vehicle permit that will allow the Green Dragon to stay in Kenya for several months.

Not all my time was spent with these necessary chores, however. I managed to get in a couple of sessions of tennis with Mark and friends, only to realize that 45 years without swinging a racket is a long time.

There will be a couple of follow-up posts, a brief one on Kenya Behind the Wheel and a final comprehensive one on Africa Behind the Wheel that will provide a synthesis and summary of my observations and opinions of Africa from this year’s journey.

In closing, I would like to thank all of you that stayed with me on this journey and especially those that contributed to the blog with comments, as it gave me some confirmation that someone was actually listening/watching and, more importantly, motivatied me to keep on posting. It was fun to do this travel blog for multiple reasons. In part, in helped to keep me engaged and thinking about the places I was visiting. But more importantly, it allowed me to share my adventure and enthusiasm with you and give you a chance to experience it with me, even if only virtually. I hope you all learned something about Africa – because life is an educational journey – and enjoyed seeing and hearing the landscapes, wildlife and people as much as I did. Hopefully, I will see you all again next year as I (along with Nancy for part or most of the time) journey throughout the rest of Kenya and then down the east coast of Africa back to Cape Town.

September 15-16: Mount Suswa

My last destination before heading to Nairobi was Mount Suswa Conservancy, located roughly 30 miles west of Nairobi and just south of Mount Longonot National Park on the map above (but not shown). The Mount Suswa Conservancy is entirely run by the Maasai community that lives inside the conservancy lands. Mount Suswa is a dormant shield volcano rising from the floor of the Great Rift Valley to a height of 7,730 ft. Note, shield volcanoes are the product of gentle effusive eruptions of highly fluid lavas that produce, over time, a broad, gently sloped “shield”, in contrast to the classic steep-sided, conical form of stratovolcanoes like Mount Longonot. Mount Suswa has a unique double crater formed by multiple eruptions and collapses with an expansive outer caldera and a moat-like inner crater surrounding a tilted block of rock.

The mountain is also known for its network of lava caves on the east side of the mountain and, interestingly, some of these caves are inhabited by olive baboons – yes, that’s right, baboons. The Maasai have named one of these caverns, the “Baboon Parliament”, which is the night time roost of a local troop of Olive baboons. The baboons enter the cave at twilight and roost high up on the cave walls (rather than their typical treetop roost) to escape from their greatest nocturnal predator – leopards. Apparently, the Mount Suswa caves are the only known place in the world where olive baboons roost in cave.

The caves also host huge numbers of threatened large-eared free-tailed bats.

I was joined at Mount Suswa by Mark and Kirsten and 6 of their coworker friends from the International School of Kenya. It was great to spend more time with Mark and Kirsten and fun to meet and interact with some of their teacher friends. Not surprisingly, given that Mark and Kirsten organized the expedition, we did not suffer from lack of good food and drink. In fact, we ate like royalty for the two days we were there. Most of us went caving in the system of lava tubes and caverns created during the last eruption, including a visit to the Baboon Parliament. On day two, most of us did a 4.5 hour hike out and back to the summit of Mount Suswa and for the siestas we engaged in intensive card games and board games. The latter, in particular, involved the men versus women in a game of cognative skills and, more importantly, concensus-building. Can you guess who won that game?! The women of course, because we, the men, spent most of our time arguing different opinions and debating every decision and usually had to go with the majority opinion. The women, in contrast, discussed the options and then quickly came to concensus on their decisions. More proof that women should be politicians.

OK, that’s pretty much it for Mount Suswa. Here is a short video of sunrise over the inner crater (very cool), the caldera from just above our campsite and from the peak of Mount Suswa, along with a brief excursion to the Baboon Parliament cave:

Mount Suswa composite video (8 minute)

Photo Gallery:

Panoramic view of Mount Suswa inner crater from campsite
Panoramic view of Mount Suswa inner crater and our campsite
Morning mist from steam vents in the inner crater of Mount Suswa
Mount Suswa campsite before the gang arrived
Mount Suswa camping group (L-to-R back: Reny, Deeds, Andrew, Me, Mark, and David; L-to-R front: Kate, Kirsten, and Donna)
Mount Suswa gang playing card games during siesta
Mark and Kirsten on our hike up Mount Suswa

September 14-15: Mount Longonot National Park

After my brief and muddy stay at SoySambu Conservancy, I headed south to Mount Longonot National Park (59 sq. mi.), established in 1983. As the name suggests, the Park is centered on Mount Longonot, which is a stratovolcano rising from the floor of the Great Rift Valley to a height of 9,108 ft. For the non-geologists among us, stratovolcanoes have relatively steep sides and are more cone-shaped than shield volcanoes. They are formed from viscous, sticky lava that does not flow easily. The lava therefore builds up around the vent forming a volcano with steep sides. Mount Longonot contains a large caldera formed by major eruptions some 21,000 years ago. Apparently, the volcano is still geologically active – yikes, with the last minor eruption occurring in the 1860s.

My campsite was the only public campsite in the Park, but I had it to myself. It was a decent spot at the base of the mountain and it had running water and a toilet, albeit trashy but functional. Here’s my campsite .

Mount Longonot campsite

This Park was solely about hiking the mountain and caldera, but rather than describe the 9 mile hike up the mountain and around the rim of the caldera, let me take you on a musical slide show journey:

Mount Longonot hike (4 minutes)

On to my last stop, Mount Suswa Conservancy!

September 12-13: Soy Sambu Conservancy

After Lake Nakuru National Park I moved next door to the SoySambu Conservancy which abutts Nakuru via a narrow corridor of land. The Conservancy is relatively new, having been established in 2007, and is relatively small at 48,000 acres. The focal point of this Conservancy is Lake Elementeita, another Rift Valley alkaline lake and, like the others, hosts a “flamboyance” of flamingos, numbering over a million at times and nearly covering the surface of the lake. The bulk of the flamingos left Elementeita about a month ago and, as we witnessed, have relocated to Lake Bogoria for the time being. However, the Lake still hosts thousands of flamingos and probably an equal number of pelicans, along with a variety of other water birds.

The uplands are a mosaic of grassland plains on rolling hills, acacia woodlands along the lakeshore and streams, and some rocky hills and ridges. Overall, it is a nice mosaic of habitats but due to its small size and insular nature it doesn’t support a lot of the megafauna found in the larger parks and reserves. The dominant large mammal is plains zebra – they are everywhere here – but there is a smattering of several other species as well such as buffalo and eland. Like other Conservancies, SoySambu is a “working” landscape. They have several cattle herds, a mining operation, and tourism as sources of revenue and employ many of the local natives. Here are few photos of the landscape:

Lake Elementeita
SoySambu Conservancy landscape
SoySambu Conservancy landscape
SoySambu Conservancy rocky outcrop
SoySambu Conservancy waterbuck and riparian acacia woodland

My special campsite was called Lakeview and, as the name implies, it was on the lakeshore with a nice view of one of the bays. One nice feature of this campsite was that the Conservancy set up a water tank, pit toilet and bucket shower for my stay, so I had everything I needed. Here are some photos:

Lakeview campsite on Lake Elementeita
Campsite bucket shower
Campsite pit toilet
Campsite water tank

The only exciting thing to report about my brief two-night stay here was the driving adventure brought on by the intensive rainstorm on my first night. It rained hard for a couple of hours, amounting to a couple of inches based on my wash basin, as it has been doing most evenings for the past 2 weeks. I headed out for my usual morning drive to see the landscape and wildlife and I chose a section of the Conservancy that looked interesting based on the terrain. To get to this section I had to pass through a manned gate and the ranger at the gate advised on a route through the hills and valleys. Trust the ranger, right? Well, after I had driven some distance and was commited to this route, I ended up driving through a muddy mess and almost got stuck twice. It was too late to turn around. Once I even slid into a deep water hole with the front end of the Green Dragon because the wheels were caked up with mud and I was slipping and sliding all over the place giving me very little control of the vehicle. Check out this photo of what the “Green” Dragon looked like after this little adventure.

Now I know what this guy below feels like every time he takes a mud bath, only he loves it:

African buffalo after mud bath

After getting through this mud bath I was able to reflect back on the experience and admire how well the Green Dragon handled the soft mud and water. I was really glad I was in a Land Cruiser Troopie; otherwise, I might still be there right now!

I also had some nice encounters with some of the Conservancy locals, as shown in these two photos:

Conservancy staff children happy with the colored pencils I gave them
Ranger at the lookout post on the highest point in the Conservancy

I’m off to Mount Longonot National Park to hike the rim of a volcanic caldera. See you there.

September 9-11: Lake Nakuru National Park

After my unplanned visit to Ol Pejeta Conservancy I headed back west to Lake Nakuru National Park. In the map above you’ll find the Park due south of Lake Bogoria National Reserve. Lake Nakuru National Park (73 sq. mi.), established in 1961 and located on the floor of the Great Rift Valley roughly 93 miles northwest of Nairobi, is similar in its landscape setting to Lake Bogoria. Like Lake Bogoria, Lake Nakuru was best known for its thousands, sometimes millions of flamingos nesting (but see below) along the shores and feeding in the shallow warm alkaline waters. Indeed, they claimed that at times the surface of the shallow lake was often hardly recognizable due to the continually shifting mass of pink – must have been a sight to see, although I can’t imagine how it could top what I saw at Lake Bogoria!

The number of flamingos on the Lake is strongly affected by the alkalinity of the lake, in that when the alkaline levels are high the blue-green algae blooms and the flamingos remain, which in turn is affected by the fluctuating water levels. Apparently, in recent years the water levels have fluctuated dramatically between the wet and dry seasons, and it is suspected that this is caused by the increased watershed land conversion to intensive crop production and urbanization, both of which reduce the capacity of soils to absorb water and recharge ground water thereby resulting in increased seasonal flooding during the wet season and starving the lake of water input during the dry season. In addition, like all the other Great Rift Valley lakes, the lake basin has been receiving more precipitation during the past several years which has caused the lake level to rise significantly, resulting in the inundation of lakeside roads and campsites and the death of thousands of trees (“ghost trees”) on the lake fringe. According to one ranger I spoke with at length, the rising lake level has also prevented flamingos from nesting at Lake Nakuru for many years now. Whether this displacement of nesting birds is solely due to the loss of nesting areas along the shoreline – flamingos build mud platform nests on the ground – or changes in the algae food base of the lake due to change in the water chemistry, or both, is unknown. Today, the lake supports far more pelicans than flamingos. Here are some photos of what the lake and shoreline look like today:

Lake Nakuru shoreline and the “ghost forest”
Lake Nakuru and shoreline “ghost forest”

The Park has a spectacular setting and a diversity of habitats, along with a surprisingly rich variety of wildife species. The lake sits in a confined basin (i.e., no outlets) with high escarpments on the east and west sides of the valley that create some awesome cliffs and rock outcrops and are covered with a mosaic of grasslands and dense scrub. The valley bottom includes some large grassland plains along with extensive acacia woodlands dominated by a very distinctive acacia tree (Acacia xanthophloea) that has smooth, lemon to greenish yellow bark that gives the woodland a distinctive yellow-green appearance. The common names for this tree are fever tree and yellow-barked acacia . Here are a few photos of the landscape:


Sunrise over Lake Nakuru National Park acacia woodland
Lake Nakuru National Park acacia woodland
Lake Nakuru National Park rift valley escarpment
Lake Nakuru National Park grassland plain and escarpment

My “special” campsite (i.e., private site without facilities) was called Rhino campsite. It was situated in the middle of an extensive acacia woodland close to the grassland plains. It had some large yellow-barked acacia trees, but given their sparse canopy, it didn’t have too much shade to offer, so I spent my siestas at other locations in the Park. The one exciting thing about this campsite was the sound that woke me up at 2:30 am the first night:

It may not sound like it in this recording but this guy was on the edge of my campsite! It turns out that this guy also spent the day resting in the shade in my campsite while I was gone based on the report of a guide I met the following day who had driven to my campsite on his wildlife drive. I guess I should have come back to camp for my siesta! Here are photos of my campsite and siesta site:

My Lake Nakuru National Park special campsite
Siesta on the shores of Lake Nakuru

Here’s an anecdote that saddened my heart. My first evening in the Park I happened upon a couple of safari vehicles watching something of interest. It turned out to be a beautiful male leopard walking through the tall grass parallel to the road. Eureka! I had only seen leopards once on this trip, so needlesstosay I was excited. I managed to watch the leopard for about 20 seconds but then he moved too far out of sight so I decided to move farther up the road in the direction he was walking. At that very moment, ~50 safari vehicles – you know, the kind with a driver/guide and paying customers – came screaming into the road from all directions. It was total choas and absolutedly maddening. I had heard bad stories about the safari vehicles in Kenya, but this was beyond my worse expectation. There was no consideration for others, just a mad scramble to get into position to see the leopard. The rudeness and unethical behavior on display was unbelievable. I was cut off by a vehicle that drove up the bank on the side of the track and then cut in front of me while I was waiting to move forward. I tried to leave the pack and escape the frenzy but the vehicles were 2 lanes thick as far as I could see ahead and behind. I was literally trapped in place without any view but the side of a vehicle for ~40 minutes. No one moved on after 10 minutes of watching and photographing to allow others a turn as they were suppose to based on the general rules of conduct for safari vehicles. It was the worse wildlife experience I have ever had. As a follow up, two things. First, I ran into the assistant director of the Park the following day and his top administrative assistant and relayed the story. They were very sympathetic and apologetic and vowed to try to rectify the situation – good luck. Second, the next night I passed by the same spot to see if the leopard was around but I didn’t see him and started to move on slowly. As I moved on, dozens of safari vehicles started racing past me to get to the site I had just left. Clearly, the leopard had been seen again and the word went out on radio/phone to the safari guides in the Park who were once again in a mad scramble to give their paying customers their money’s worth. I kept driving as fast as I could in the opposite direction to get as far away from that site as possible.

For the remainder of my time in the Park I tried to stay off the main roads as much as possible and ended up seeing lots of wildlife, including quite a few white rhinos, lions and all the other megafauna. Here’s a composite video of my observations:

Lake Nakuru National Park composite video (22 minutes)

From the Wildside:

“I wonder what’s up there in the sky?”
“I could really use a bath!”

Photo Gallery:

Warthog
African buffalo
Impala
White rhino
Waterbuck
Crowned plover (lapwing)
Lion cub
Lesser flamingo
African pelicans getting ready to roost for the night
African buffalo
Spotted hyena
Kenyan child recipient of box of crayons (she was happy but didn’t show it here)

September 6-8: Ol Pejeta Conservancy

First order of business, the log structure hanging from the tree along the road at Lake Bogoria was a beehive carved out of log cut in half. They placed beehives at regular frequent intervals (~50 m) along the main road presumably as a living “fence” to deter elephants – and also for the production of honey as a byproduct. Mark figured this one out immediately and actually he was the only one to submit a guess (perhaps nobody else viewed the post?).

After leaving the flamingo spectacle at Lake Bogoria I headed east to the Ol Pejeta Conservancy for two main reasons. First, I had a few days to kill before resuming my original schedule so that I can meet Mark and Kirsten at Mount Suswa Conservancy on the 16th. Second, this conservancy has both species of rhino (black and white) as well as cheetah (and the other cats), both of which are on my bucket list to see on this trip. I don’t have a map to show my route and destination because this was unplanned, so I included the map above for an indirect reference. On the map above, Ol Pejeta is labeled as a National Reserve (which it is not) and it is located east-southeast of Lake Bogoria and northwest of Mount Kenya.

Ol Pejeta is a “Conservancy”, which basically means that it is a private entity administered and managed in cooperation with the local communities for the benefit of people and wildlife. Ol Pajeta supports a staff of ~600 locals and, like most if not all conservancies, does allow some grazing of domestic livestock, but presumably under close scrutiny so as to not diminish the habitat quality for wildlife. Ol Pejeta claims (but I’m not sure it is true) to have the second highest density of “wildlife” in Kenya, after the Maasai Mara, and supports populations of all the big predators, including 6 lion prides,~15 cheetah, ~20 leopards, and at least at one time had 2 packs of wild dogs. The landscape is comprised of gently rolling hills with grassland plains on the hills and scrub woodland in the valleys. Mount Kenya is visible to the southeast which provides a nice backdrop when the clouds don’t obscure the view. Here are a couple of photos:

Ol Pegeta grassland plain
Mount Kenya in the background of Ol Pejeta

My exclusive campsite for the first two nights was called Ol Lerai and then I moved to nearby Ewaso. Both are located along the major seasonal river through the Conservancy, the Ewaso Ng’iro River and, interestingly, are a stones throw from the equator. Basically that means that the temperatures don’t change that much over the course of the year or between night and day. Here are photos of my two campsites, the second I much preferred because of the nice shade trees. Both had toilets but no water.

Ol Pejeta Ol Lerai campsite
Ol Pejeta Ewaso campsite
Seasonal river abutting my Ol Pejeta campsites

I went to Ol Pejeta pricinpally to observe white and black rhinos and, with any luck, cheetah. I saw plenty of rhinos, mostly white, but struck out again on the cheetah. I think I am fated not to see cheetahs on this trip, perhaps as an enticement to return next year? Here is a composite video of my wildlife observations, with a focus on rhino:

Ol Pejeta Conservancy composite video (24 minutes)

Photo Gallery:

Waterbuck (Defassa)
Reticulated giraffe
Crowned cranes
Elephant
Rhinoceros (black?)
White Rhinoceros

September 3-5: Lake Bogoria National Reserve

After leaving the Maasai Mara my plan was to go west to a remote and rarely visited Park called Ruma near the shores of Lake Victoria and then head north to visit a couple of other small and relatively unknown Parks (Saiwa Swamp and South Turkana). However, as I was leaving The Mara I learned that the tsetse flies were really bad at Ruma and that they carry the parasite for sleeping sickness. SO, rather than battle the tsetse flies and risk the disease I opted to stay east and head to Lake Bogoria National Reserve. I can’t edit the map above on my tablet so you can just skip over the paths between The Mara and Lake Bogoria and go straight to Lake Bogoria.

On route to Lake Bogoria I stayed in a low-end hotel in the town of Narok because I could not find a camping site anywhere nearby. On the way up to Lake Bogoria the following day I had an uneventful crossing of the equator. I wouldn’t even have known I was crossing the equator if it weren’t for my GPS system – there was nothing on the paper maps or on the road marking the crossing. Centered on the equatorial crossing were some large sisal plantations. Sisal is in the Agave family and is cultivated for its fibres in the leaves used to make rope and other products. Here’s a photo of what that looked like:

Sisal plantation on the equatorial line in Kenya

After many kilometers of surprisingly decent tarmack roads I ended up on a stretch of rather rough track that see’s very few vehicles other than motorcycles. However, it was the only track to the Reserve coming from the south, so I had little choice but to go slow. After creeping through herd afer herd of goats and cattle, I eventually made it to the Reserve gate, where I learned that my planned public campsite was under water. Apparently, like all the other lakes in the region, including Victoria and Tanganyika, the Lake level has risen significantly over the past several years. Some suggest climate change due to global warming-induced increased rainful as the cause. And this is adjacent to areas in eastern Kenya and Ethopia that have been experiencing severe droughts. These sorts of regional and even local swings in climate seem to be one of the hallmarks of climate change. Fortunately, the Reservee substituted the lakeside campsite with a streamside campsite that was a very comfortable and serene setting right along a babbling brook under numerous shade trees, including some huge fig trees. Here’s a few photos that don’t quite capture the full scope of the peaceful riparian setting and the grandeur of the fig trees:

Streamside campsite in Lake Bogoria National Reserve
My streamside campsite in Lake Bogoria National Reserve
One of the many huge fig trees along the stream at my campsite
Another cool fig tree along the stream at my campsite

But if you really want a sense of the serenity of this streamside campsite, watch my 6-minute streamside flute video:

Lake Bogoria streamside flute video (6 minutes)

Lake Bogoria National Reserve (41 sq. mi.), established in 1970, is located on the floor of the Great Rift Valley roughly 145 miles northwest of Nairobi. Lake Bogoria lies in a trough below the Ngendelel Escarpment that rises steeply from the lake 2,000 ft – an awesome sight! The reserve is centered on the lake itself, which in addition to its spectacular setting is geothermically active on the western shore, with geysers and hot springs. It was once described as “the most beautiful view in Africa” – I wouldn’t claim that, but you be the judge. The Reserve is in a semi-arid area. The only major river feeding the lake is the Waseges River, which rises on the northern slopes of the Aberdare Range. The Waseges runs through productive agricultural land (mostly coffee plantations) higher up, through bush and scrub used for grazing, and then through very dry bush before entering the lake at its northern end. The lake is surrounded by dry srcub, except along the few streams running into the lake which support lush vegetation and huge fig trees. There is no terrestrial wildlife here to speak of, which is perhaps not too surprising since there are goats and cattle grazing everywhere – so much for the concept of a nature Reserve. All they seem to be reserving is grazing/browsing for domestic livestock. Not my idea of a National Reserve! Here are a few shots of the lake and setting:

Coming into Lake Bogoria from the south
Lake Bogoria up against the Ngendelel Escarpment

The lake is alkaline, feeding blue-green algae which in turn feed the flamingoes. At times the number of flamingoes feeding in the lake may be as high as two million. I’m not sure of how many flamingoes I saw but it must have been in the hundreds of thousands, perhaps even a million. This flamingo spectacle is the avian counterpart to the wildebeest spectacle of The Mara. Here’s a photo to wet your lips, but check out the video to see the full wildlife spectacle.

Flamingoes on Lake Bogoria

Lake Bogoria composite flamingo video (10 minutes)

I know how much some of you like trying to guess mystery objects/sounds, so here’s another one for you. What is this cut log structure hanging in the tree and what is their purpose (note, these were distributed all along the road through the Reserve)?

OK, I’m off to find Rhinos at Ol Pajeta Conservancy. Wish me luck!

August 28-September 2: The Maasai Mara Triangle

My first destination in Kenya is the Maasai Mara National Reserve and Mara Triangle, located in the southwestern corner of the country and contiguous with the Serengeti NP of Tanzania. The Mara Triangle is the western portion of the Reserve between the Mara River, Tanzania border and the Isuru or Oloololo Escarpment.

The Mara (580 sq. mi.), as it is locally known, established in 1961, is named in honor of the Maasai people, the ancestral inhabitants of the area, who migrated to the area from the Nile Basin. Their description of the area when looked at from afar: “Mara” means “spotted” in the local Maasai language, due to the many short bushy trees which dot the landscape. The Mara is one of the most famous natural reserves in Africa, in part because its unique role in hosting the huge mammal migration of 2 million plus wildebeest, plains zebra and Thompson’s gazelles during the dry season of August-October before they turn south to the Serengeti in Tanzania for the wet season. The Mara is a meca for the wildlife during the dry season because it receives just enough monsoonal rain showeers the keep the grasses green when everything to the south is dried up. And like the Serengeti, it is importantly to remember that The Mara is the ancestral home of the Maasai people who were displaced from the Reserve to benefit the wildlife and tourism.

The landscape in The Mara is primarily open grassland with seasonal rivulets and a few major rivers, including the Sand, Talek and Mara. In the southeast region are clumps of the distinctive acacia tree, and shrubs and trees fringe most drainage lines and cover hillslopes and hilltops. In the south are distinctive low, flat-topped volcanic “inselbergs”, which are usually topped with a shrub thicket. The western border is the escarpment of the East African Rift, which you might recall is part of the great African rift system that extends some 3,500 mi long from Ethiopia through Kenya, Tanzania, Malawi and into Mozambique. The southern border is contiguous with the Serengeti NP of Tanzania and fortunately there are no fence lines to disrupt wildlife movements between these areas – although people are not allowed to pass! Otherwise, The Mara is surrounded by well-developed and populated agricultural and pastoral lands. Consequently, The Mara, along with its southern neighbor is truly an “island” wilderness home to the many wildlife species. Unfortunately, in recent years the wildlife populations have suffered significant declines due to the increasing human population and development surrounding the Reserve and the accompanying human incursions, including poaching and cattle grazing, into the Reserve. In fact, only the Mara Triangle, the area west of the Mara River, is completely dedicated to the wildlife. The rest of the National Reserve still allows cattle grazing by the native Maasai communities. Here are a few photos to set the scene:

Sunrise on The Mara
The Mara boundary between Tanzania and Kenya
The Mara and “The Tree of Life”
Monsoonal rain shower on The Mara
The Mara and Isurla Escarpment
Typical volcanic “inselberg” in The Mara
Grasslands and a volcanic “inselberg” in The Mara

Before getting to The Mara I had to cross the border post at Isibania. It would have been a breeze through and taken maybe 15 minutes if I didn’t have to wait 1 hour for the custom’s agent to come back from lunch at 2:30 pm (?!). For various reasons, including not finding any campgrounds nearby, my needless delay at the border post, and my need to take care of some “city business” (i.e., get sim card for my hotspot, shop, refuel, wash Green Dragon), I ended up staying in the first significant town after the border crossing, Migori, and ended up staying at the Hotel Discretion. Yes, that’s right, Hotel “Discretion”. What that means, I will let you ponder; I simply used it for a bed and a secure lot for my vehicle in the bustling urban center of Migori.

I had 3 nights in The Mara before I was joined by brother Mark and Kirsten. For my first night, I chose the only public campsite with complete facilities, Oloololo, which is located near the northwestern entrance to the Reserve. The video will show the campsite and its setting so I won’t repeat it here. For the remaining 4 nights in the Reserve (2 more by myself and 2 with Mark and Kirsten), I moved to a no-frills (i.e., only pit toilet, no water) campsite farther south into the middle of the Reserve and perched up high on a hill partially overlooking the plains and Mara River. A sweet setting but without any good shade trees. Again, the video will show the campsite and setting. Mark and Kirsten brought with them lots and lots of food – no surprise there – but also the return of “sundowners”. Here’s a photo of our sundowner on the first night:

I have a couple of anecdotes to share from my stay in The Mara:

#1. I am a little reluctant to share this anecdote because it could have earned me a Darwin Award, but in the spirit of full disclosure, here goes. When you are in the “bush” and you have to releave yourself it is customary to find some sheltering vegetation or landform. At one point along my drive I really “had to go”, so I stopped the vehicle near an old termite mound that had some small shrubs growing out of it – seemed like a reasonable spot. Here’s what the site looked like:

Pretty reasonable looking spot for taking care of business, right. I went to the middle of the termite mound and found a burrow in the middle that looked like this:

Doesn’t too active, does it? Here’s an even closer look at the burrow:

As I dropped my pants and started to squat about 3 feet away from the hole, an alarmed or frightened or pissed off – I didn’t have time to determine which – bolted out of the hole straight at me. I was so startled that I jumped 10 feet in the air and landed with my legs at full speed, where I promptly tripped on a rock and landed face down. In the split second that this took place I had visions of being rammed up the you know what by one very pissed off warthog. But when I turned and regained my feet, to my great relief he was racing away as fast his legs would take him. Fortunately, he was scared and not pissed. Needlesstosay, I lost a few heartbeats during this encounter. Good thing my head is already shaved of hair or I would have lost some of that as well. Moral of this story is: “never squat near a burrow, no matter how unused it looks!”

#2. I went to a Border Post in the far southwestern corner of the Reserve and talked to a couple of the Park Rangers. They shared with me that they do border patrol along the Tanzanian-Kenyan border through the middle of the Maasai Mara as well as anti-poaching, since they are located along the Reserved Boundary. To my amazement, they showed me a pile of animal snares used by poachers from the adjacent villages to trap and kill antelop for the meat. They retrieve 100-300 wire snares every day on their patrols and so far this year they have collected 70,000 snares. Yes, that’s right, 70,000! Here’s a photo to prove it:

OK, that’s it for anecdotes. There’s not much else to say here about the landscape and the wildlife that the video won’t do better, so I will leave it at that and let the video and pictures below do the talking.

Note, sorry, but not really, but the composite video is super long because I had 5 full days of observations in The Mara, and there was so much to observe. There is quite a bit of footage of the wildebeest herds and the migration because this was THE main spectacle, and what a spectacle it was. Also, for this video I composited my footage chronologically, so you can see how my observations progressed over the 5 days. Of course, I wasn’t able to capture all the cool species I saw on video, and I stopped videoing a lot of repeat scenes after day 2, otherwise the video would have been twice as long. I realize that this video is longer than most of you will want to sit through, so honestly I don’t expectt many of you to watch this. But if you want to experience the spectacle and see lots of lion footage, then skip your Netflix movie and sit back and enjoy The Mara, because I sure did!

Maasai Mara composite video (83 minutes)

From the Wildside:

“I just can’t watch you ridiculous tourists any longer”
“Come on guys, don’t drink any more of this water or I am totally screwed”
“They call me one of the ‘ugly five’ but my mom told me that beauty is on the inside”
“Mamma, when I grow up I want to be just like you!”
“Damn this feels good!”

Photo Gallery:

The King
The King
The King
Pride of lions (2 adult females and 3 cubs in this picture)
Ruppell’s vulure
African buffalo
Yellow-billed stork
Warthog
Topi
Giant fig tree
Black-bellied bustard
Maasai giraffe
A Mara scene
The Mara wildebeest