day trip to the mountain village of Mahenge |
Town is
very simply marked by the constant activity of the village folk, a couple of
tienda-type stores selling soap and cold drinks, women selling rice cakes and
chapatis from campfires on the red earthen ground, and the activity of the ‘bar’
(which does not serve drinks)- this is the community center of tables and
chairs, an occasional soccer game broadcast, curious children hovering, and the
local power source where folks can charge any devices they have (for us, our
computer and cell phone for email service).
Next to the ‘bar’ is the market, open air and loaded with the only the
necessities in season during this dry time of the year. Tomatoes, onions, okra, sacks of beans, bananas, potatoes, salt, TP and rice, plus a few other specialty items. Everything is 'made in Tanzania' from what we have seen- even the salt is from the coast, and the TP is labeled made in TZ!
By 2 pm or so, the heat of the day is smothering us, so we
head down a side road, past Tanzanians sitting on the ground under the shade of
the cashew and mango trees next to their homes, past children yelling Mzunga
(white person!), through the banana groves and local kasava farms to the river for
our afternoon swim. As we approach the
river, we have to take a turn right for the men’s area, or go straight for the
women and children’s area. These
sections of the river are designated because it is the local’s body and clothes
washing areas, which most often occur at the same time.
It is not uncommon for folks to be naked in the river while doing their laundry, suds and all. Out of respect, we find our own location upstream to wallow in the shallow water. It is the end of the dry season, so the waters are lowering daily and is now barely up to our knees- sort of like Methow creeks in August. The fish nibble on our toes (kinda creepy, yes), reed mats float by, clay breaks off and we ooze it between our toes and fingers, and the tannin colored water gives us a partially clean feeling, but cooler none the less!
Sometimes we beat the heat by a bucket bath, complete with a wash cloth, shampoo, soap, and the privacy of the enclosure next to our banda (hut). Other times its washing our laundry in same buckets at the local well, a ¼ mile walk down the road. Amelia and Emmet water fight while Kim and Steve referee. Everybody scrubs. We alternate between bucket baths and river dips with regularity- however we are a bit behind on the laundry!
It is not uncommon for folks to be naked in the river while doing their laundry, suds and all. Out of respect, we find our own location upstream to wallow in the shallow water. It is the end of the dry season, so the waters are lowering daily and is now barely up to our knees- sort of like Methow creeks in August. The fish nibble on our toes (kinda creepy, yes), reed mats float by, clay breaks off and we ooze it between our toes and fingers, and the tannin colored water gives us a partially clean feeling, but cooler none the less!
Sometimes we beat the heat by a bucket bath, complete with a wash cloth, shampoo, soap, and the privacy of the enclosure next to our banda (hut). Other times its washing our laundry in same buckets at the local well, a ¼ mile walk down the road. Amelia and Emmet water fight while Kim and Steve referee. Everybody scrubs. We alternate between bucket baths and river dips with regularity- however we are a bit behind on the laundry!
Loading up camp. We ride on top! |
emmet photos last nights elephant tracks |
setting up camera stations with volunteer Michael and game warden Mr Kimboga, AKA Babu (grandpa) |
Full disclosure: while camping we also have the reality that
surveys can only take place during the early mornings and later evenings when
animals are active, plus the heat of the day is almost unbearably HOT for
everyone. So we play endless card games
in camp, sitting on foam pads while sweating and becoming more sticky and dirty
in the dusty conditions. The gnatty bugs
do not respond to DEET. There is no cold
water to drink or to swim in, there is only hot rice and beans for lunch, and
no relief until the sun goes down. Let’s
just say we welcome the evening hours- a nature walk to move our stagnant
bodies, fresh caught catfish with our dinner of rice and beans, and the setting
of that tenacious equatorial sun. Sounds
pleasant?! Spirits remain high and
adventure greets us daily!
We are now back at KVOC for a day off. The plan right now is to go back to Iluma WMA
on Tuesday for a 5-day stint doing surveys.
We’ll share more next week!!!
Kim, Steve, Amelia and Emmet!
Wow! What an amazing adventure. I'm so proud of you guys. We miss you all and can't wait to hear everything when you come back. -Jennifer and Bill
ReplyDeleteI was going to write how hard it will be for you to return to normal life in the Methow until I got to the sweating, sticky, dirty and dusty part. So after this amazingly rich time in Tanzania you'll probably love White Methow in December with opportunity to start sweating again--with your friends in our sauna. We feel so lucky our African experience was spent mostly in the pleasantly moderate weather of Zimbabwe at 5,000 ft. rather than Kilombero's 900 ft. near the Equator.
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