Sunday, December 5, 2010
October Break - Ivory Lodge, Hwange National Park
This is our room at the Ivory Lodge.
It is a lovely tree house.
The view from our room looking out over the "pan" or watering hole. Every night a group of elephants came in to drink.
One of the Ivory Lodge guests.
Part of the adventure... a night in a mosquito net.
October Break - Matopo National Park - Game drive
The second half of our day was spent on a game drive in the big game side of the Matopo National Park. First stop was the ranger station to pick up a guide. There are both black and white rhinos in the park and they are very very protected. The rhino's have a ranger with them 24/7 and still poachers get them regularly. While we saw a variety of deer like creatures and many many giraffe, the white rhinos were amazing...
October Break - Matopo National Park - Cave Paintings
Our first day at the Matopo National Park we did a self drive through the recreational side of the park. That means the side of the park without big game. It was a drizzling, cold day but beautiful none the less.
Nswatugi Cave painting
Now you see her...
Now you don't. In just the right light, the little bush girl appears.
It is really a breathtaking place.
Nswatugi Cave painting
Now you see her...
Now you don't. In just the right light, the little bush girl appears.
It is really a breathtaking place.
October Break! - Camp Amalinda in the Matopo Hills
First stop for the October break holiday is Camp Amalinda hotel located just outside the Matopo National Park south of the second largest city in Zimbabwe, Bulawayo. What a beautiful place! The room we had was awesome, the shower was actually built right into the stone. We stayed two nights and could have stayed a week. I hope we get a chance to return one day. It really was a lovely, friendly and very comfortable hotel.
The infinity pool built right into the granite rocks. Too bad the water was ice cold!
This is the shower built right into the granite rocks.
The infinity pool built right into the granite rocks. Too bad the water was ice cold!
This is the shower built right into the granite rocks.
Spring time at 9 Harris
It is spring time in Harare, the beautiful Jacarandas are blooming and everything is turning green with the rains. The locals love this time of year, I am not so sure. They smell the fresh air after a long dusty winter, see the blossoming of flowers and trees, and the goodness it brings for the farmers. I, on the other hand, see muddy dog feet, an onslaught of rainy season bugs and rain, rain and more rain. I admit it, I am a dry season fan, as unpopular as that may be. Spring is a lovely time of year, but I have found beauty in all the seasons and enjoy those beauties more without the rain.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Rwanda 2010
Rwanda is a place I have wanted to visit since my early days of college, back when I seriously thought about pursuing anthropology or zoology as a career. Of particular interest to me in those days were gorillas and gibbons, the large and the small of the ape family. Dian Fossey was doing some amazing research in Rwanda on the Mountain Gorillas and had brought world wide attention to their plight. Many things would have to happen in the small country of Rwanda before everyone would see how special the gorillas are and what they could do for the lands they share with the humans. That day has come, and while I am not sure if Dian would be pleased, she wasn't that keen on tourism, I think the fact that there has not been a gorilla poached in Rwanda since 2001 is good news indeed.
My adventure is about to begin....
There is no easy way to get to Kigali (pronounced "Chigali" in Kinyarwanda) from Harare. I opted for the red eye flight departing Harare at 0200 and arriving in Kigali at 0830. I was beat, but I was in Rwanda. Aside from some work stuff, my sole focus was getting a permit so I could go see the gorillas. Fingers crossed.
In the meantime I was able to do a little exploring of Kigali, the capital city of Rwanda. Orderly and tidy, Kigali does not make a particularly good first impression. The people seem somewhat distant and a bit aloof, often called the "Swiss" of Africa for just those traits. I didn't start to understand some of the reasons Rwanda is the way it is until I visited the main genocide museum in Kigali (http://www.kigalimemorialcentre.org/old/index.html). This is a country were genocide is part of everyone, either as victim, perpetrator or witness. No one in Rwanda escaped.
I am so excited I have to pinch myself...
My amazing tour organizer was able to secure a coveted gorilla trekking permit for me at the very last minute. In fact, he phoned me in Kigali at noon to say we needed to leave by three to get to the lodge before dark. I immediately packed up everything and waited for my pickup at the hotel. Jeremiah was to be my guide for the next two days and he was fantastic. The gorillas are located in the north west of the country in the Virunga Mountains, part of the Volcanoes National Park. The Volcanoes National Park is located in Rwanda, Uganda and the Democratic Republic of Congo. The trek begins....
Volcanoes National Park is accessible from Kigali by mostly quite good winding roads. It takes us about 2.5 hours to get to my lodge, the Mountain Gorilla View Lodge (http://www.expertafrica.com/lodge/Gorilla_Mountain_View_Lodge.htm). Along the way, every village, no matter the size, has a genocide memorial, sign posts with anti-genocide slogans are posted nearly every kilometer. There will be no forgetting the nightmare as the Rwandans see this as how to ensure it never happens again. There are also signs of development, the hillside agricultural methods being introduced to help mitigate erosion problems, the cooperatives that help to make Rwandan exports profitable and the relaxed and smiling faces of those we passed. Look for Rwandan coffee and tea as those their two main exports.
The lodge is amazing. I have my own cabin, nicely furnished and with an en-suite bathroom with all the hot water one could want. Around 7pm someone came round and lit a roaring fire in the fireplace, apparently the nights in the Virunga mountains can get quite chilly. A little later a maid brought two hot water bottles to help keep my toes toasty in bed. Early to bed, I am not a morning person and the 0530 wake up would come very early.
Were off...
To the first stop in the gorilla trek experience. We arrive at the Rwandan Tourism Board center to be assigned to a group and a guide. Eight groups of eight visit the gorillas every day. I was lucky to be assigned to a group with all first timers, all woman and all from the U.S. and the U.K. Our guide was Francis, who had been a gorilla trek guide for 11 years. Next stop, the start point for our assigned gorilla group, the Umubano group with the silverback leader named Charles. After about a 30 min drive through the countryside and villages we arrive at the point were the cars are no longer useful. We are all given walking sticks and the option to hire a porter to carry our packs. We have all brought just the bear minimum so we opt out of porters, and we head off to the Volcanoes National Park. Another 30 min hike through fields and villages and we reach a volcanic rock wall, this is the boundary line of the park. The wall is not only the demarcation of the park but a barrier to keep the water buffalo from eating the crops. We scamper over and begin the real trek.
Up the volcano, down the volcano, through the bamboo, through the stinging nettles.... after about 1 hour we meet up with the trackers who have found the gorillas. We dump our packs and walking sticks and prepare to see the gorillas. While we were clamoring down the hillside to our right was a young black back male making his way directly toward us. Speechless, someone finally found their voice and called to Francis to say "we found them." A few more meters downhill and we see the group, about 8 total, Charles the silverback leader, the young black back and the rest females, babies and juveniles. They were all foraging. It was an amazing moment to actually be in the presence of real live, wild (well, habituated to human) gorillas. It was magical, it was awesome, it was beyond words.
We followed the group through the forest for about an hour, basically chasing Charles as wherever Charles goes, the rest of the group goes as well. The babies were the most curious eyeing us from the security of their mother's backs and the juveniles the most active, romping around and tumbling through the forest. The young black back literally had our backs the whole time, perhaps as a sentry to keep an eye on the clumsy humans. We do not get around very well in the forest. The hour was over before we knew it and it was time to come down from the mountain. Thankfully our gorilla group led us right down to just about were we started so our trek back was quite easy. It was a day and a trip I will never forget.
My adventure is about to begin....
There is no easy way to get to Kigali (pronounced "Chigali" in Kinyarwanda) from Harare. I opted for the red eye flight departing Harare at 0200 and arriving in Kigali at 0830. I was beat, but I was in Rwanda. Aside from some work stuff, my sole focus was getting a permit so I could go see the gorillas. Fingers crossed.
In the meantime I was able to do a little exploring of Kigali, the capital city of Rwanda. Orderly and tidy, Kigali does not make a particularly good first impression. The people seem somewhat distant and a bit aloof, often called the "Swiss" of Africa for just those traits. I didn't start to understand some of the reasons Rwanda is the way it is until I visited the main genocide museum in Kigali (http://www.kigalimemorialcentre.org/old/index.html). This is a country were genocide is part of everyone, either as victim, perpetrator or witness. No one in Rwanda escaped.
I am so excited I have to pinch myself...
My amazing tour organizer was able to secure a coveted gorilla trekking permit for me at the very last minute. In fact, he phoned me in Kigali at noon to say we needed to leave by three to get to the lodge before dark. I immediately packed up everything and waited for my pickup at the hotel. Jeremiah was to be my guide for the next two days and he was fantastic. The gorillas are located in the north west of the country in the Virunga Mountains, part of the Volcanoes National Park. The Volcanoes National Park is located in Rwanda, Uganda and the Democratic Republic of Congo. The trek begins....
Volcanoes National Park is accessible from Kigali by mostly quite good winding roads. It takes us about 2.5 hours to get to my lodge, the Mountain Gorilla View Lodge (http://www.expertafrica.com/lodge/Gorilla_Mountain_View_Lodge.htm). Along the way, every village, no matter the size, has a genocide memorial, sign posts with anti-genocide slogans are posted nearly every kilometer. There will be no forgetting the nightmare as the Rwandans see this as how to ensure it never happens again. There are also signs of development, the hillside agricultural methods being introduced to help mitigate erosion problems, the cooperatives that help to make Rwandan exports profitable and the relaxed and smiling faces of those we passed. Look for Rwandan coffee and tea as those their two main exports.
The lodge is amazing. I have my own cabin, nicely furnished and with an en-suite bathroom with all the hot water one could want. Around 7pm someone came round and lit a roaring fire in the fireplace, apparently the nights in the Virunga mountains can get quite chilly. A little later a maid brought two hot water bottles to help keep my toes toasty in bed. Early to bed, I am not a morning person and the 0530 wake up would come very early.
Were off...
To the first stop in the gorilla trek experience. We arrive at the Rwandan Tourism Board center to be assigned to a group and a guide. Eight groups of eight visit the gorillas every day. I was lucky to be assigned to a group with all first timers, all woman and all from the U.S. and the U.K. Our guide was Francis, who had been a gorilla trek guide for 11 years. Next stop, the start point for our assigned gorilla group, the Umubano group with the silverback leader named Charles. After about a 30 min drive through the countryside and villages we arrive at the point were the cars are no longer useful. We are all given walking sticks and the option to hire a porter to carry our packs. We have all brought just the bear minimum so we opt out of porters, and we head off to the Volcanoes National Park. Another 30 min hike through fields and villages and we reach a volcanic rock wall, this is the boundary line of the park. The wall is not only the demarcation of the park but a barrier to keep the water buffalo from eating the crops. We scamper over and begin the real trek.
Up the volcano, down the volcano, through the bamboo, through the stinging nettles.... after about 1 hour we meet up with the trackers who have found the gorillas. We dump our packs and walking sticks and prepare to see the gorillas. While we were clamoring down the hillside to our right was a young black back male making his way directly toward us. Speechless, someone finally found their voice and called to Francis to say "we found them." A few more meters downhill and we see the group, about 8 total, Charles the silverback leader, the young black back and the rest females, babies and juveniles. They were all foraging. It was an amazing moment to actually be in the presence of real live, wild (well, habituated to human) gorillas. It was magical, it was awesome, it was beyond words.
We followed the group through the forest for about an hour, basically chasing Charles as wherever Charles goes, the rest of the group goes as well. The babies were the most curious eyeing us from the security of their mother's backs and the juveniles the most active, romping around and tumbling through the forest. The young black back literally had our backs the whole time, perhaps as a sentry to keep an eye on the clumsy humans. We do not get around very well in the forest. The hour was over before we knew it and it was time to come down from the mountain. Thankfully our gorilla group led us right down to just about were we started so our trek back was quite easy. It was a day and a trip I will never forget.
Kigali, Rwanda 2010
I found these fellows in a field adjacent to my hotel in Kigali, they were majestic and sad all at the same time. There were about 10 of these birds in a very small cage. Not sure why.
The view of Kigali from my hotel room.
One of the hillside slums in Kigali.
This is looking at Kigali from the Kigali Genocide Memorial Center.
A view of the mass graves at the Kigali Genocide Memorial Center. More than 250,000 genocide victims are buried here. They have built a memorial wall, sort of like the Vietnam Memorial Wall, but because so many people are unidentified, the wall only has a few names on it.
Virunga Mountains, Volcanoes National Park, Rwanda
A beautiful Virunga Mountain sunrise from the veranda of my cottage at the Mountain Gorilla View Lodge.
Mt. Karisimbi is 14,787ft and is the highest volcano in the Virunga mountain range. It is located in Rwanda and the Democratic Republic of Congo.
Mt. Mikeno is 14,560 ft and is located in the Democratic Republic of Congo.
This is where you start your gorilla trek. Here you are assigned to a group and to a guide. From here you being the journey to the start points were you enter the Volcanoes National Park to see your gorilla group.
Mt. Sabyinyo is 12,050ft and is located in Rwanda and Uganda.
Here is another shot of Mt. Karisimbi with the pyrethrum plants (chrysanthemum) in the field below. Locals grow pyrethrum plants to make the insecticide pyrethrum for export.
One of the many young well wishers we encountered as we hiked to the Volcanoes National Park through villages and fields.
Our guide Francis showing us plants gorillas like to eat and other interesting things. Of particular interest to us hikers were the stinging nettles that burned through our pants with no problem at all.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Are we there yet?
Gorillas don't just sit around and wait for tourists to show up, snap a few pics and be one their way. Gorillas have lives too. They forage and eat and forage and eat and when they are done with that at the end of the day they build nests and sleep. The young ones play and play and play. Getting to the gorillas takes time and trackers and a really good guide, not to mention comfy hiking boots.
Francis pointing out the way forward. I still don't see it.
Down the volcano...
Back up the volcano...
The trackers. They know where the gorillas are, hopefully they will tell us soon.
Me with the guys.
Francis pointing out the way forward. I still don't see it.
Down the volcano...
Back up the volcano...
The trackers. They know where the gorillas are, hopefully they will tell us soon.
Me with the guys.
Finally...Gorillas!
After all the anxiety waiting to find out if my tour operator could get me a last minute permit to see the gorillas, after driving 2.5 hours from Kigali to the Volcanoes National Park in northern Rwanda bordering both Uganda and Congo, after a comfortable night at the Mountain Gorilla View Lodge, after a pre-sunrise wake up, after more driving, several briefings and a 1 hour hike, we finally, finally saw the gorillas. Real live, wild (although habituated to humans) gorillas. It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. After everything, I have no words....
Explore Zimbabwe - Matopos National Park 20-24 Sept 2010
One cave is know for its "sweat" bees, but our kids were prepared having found another use for mosquito nets.
The whole group at the Cecil Rhodes burial site.
The 6th grade Explore Zimbabwe class trip was 4 nights at a lodge (a nice lodge) in the Matopos National Park south of Bulawayo. The kids had a great time, learned about the geology, culture, animal and plant life and most of all about each other. They can hardly wait to go again next year.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Ok, now she is really 11.
Only after the much awaited "friends" party can one truly say they are 11. Or so Charlotte would have you believe. After a nearly 3 week delay, the party of the year took place. No easy feat organizing a birthday party for 11 year old girls. Too young for princesses and too old for well, lots of stuff. The middle ground that was found included a just warm enough pool, a big bouncy castle that was touted as "for a more mature group" and a makeup artist. Guess what was the biggest hit, Marcus the wonderfully patient and ever so talented make up artist. All the girls went away with tastefully done faces and a better appreciation for what goes into getting "made up." The background atmosphere that pulled it all together included an ipod full of tween music, helium balloons (I have a great source here in Zim), pizza, all the soda you can drink and a birthday cake that included personal cupcakes. I am a good mom.
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