The Ngorongoro Crater is at the entrance to the "endless plains" of the Serengeti and what looked like the movie set to the Lion King. The crater is actually a "caldera," a volcanoe that imploded in on itself and stretches 12 miles across. Now a flat bottom surrounded by the mountains of what remains of the volcanoe, it is filled with water in the rainy season (now) and is the local cafe for thousands of animals and their prey. Pink flamingoes and hippos, warthogs and giraffe, to name just a few. We circled the rim and descended into the cafe. They were dancing and drinking and partying. Life was good - there was plenty to drink and the sun was shining. No lions were in sight and all was good in Ngorongoro (which comes from the sound of the bells of the Maasai cows - while our's in the US go "ding-dong," their's apparently go "goro, goro." ) As we left the paradise of the Crater we reascended to the rim and continued onto the Seregenti, which means "endless land" in Swahili. Its a vast space - the size of Connecticut - which is protected by the Tanzanian government and is transversable only in specialized vehicles on dirt road tracks, two tires-wide. There is not a building or a person in sight. No gas stations, fast food restaurants or malls. There are no people other than those in the Safari jeeps - open roofed Toyota landcruisers that fit 5-6 people and the driver, shaded by a high canvas roof. The only activity is to drive around the endless plains looking for animals. At first I didn't get the thrill everyone else seemed to be feeling. But then I got it after I spotted our first leopard - lazing in a tree. Things really picked up as we saw a herd of elephant in the distance and made our way to their "neighborhood." It is all about the hunt - Looking for the elusive hyena or jackal in the tall alfalfa-like grass - is that a rock or is it something moving? Elephants and lions, wildebeest and ostriches, all went about their lives as we observed from only feet away. No one could exit the vehicles, for obvious safety reasons. A spontaneous survey in our truck proved my theory: Men prefer to watch the leopards and the lions, while the women all got excited about the elephants and giraffes. At sunset we went to a beautiful lodge, completely unseen from the dirt roads we were traveling all day, for the most unforgettable sunset I have ever seen - truly it was the most unforgettable sunset. Perched about the plains, dotted with acacia that are the umbrellas of Africa, we saw all of Noah's animals grazing and lazing below us.
Our camp at night was unfenced. There were no lights and the stars were as plentiful and bright as they used to be in the 1950's. Right after the campfire (no marshmallows) and turning in for the night, we heard a pack of hyenas storm the campsite and trash our trash.
The next morning it was back in the Safari truck for more viewing. I was getting the hand of the "hunt." I spotted a lion, which turned out to be a baboon, but hey, at least it wasn't a distant rock, which I had consistently been mistaking for animals the previous day. We saw falcons and herdebeest. Zebras by the thousands and of course, the ubiquitous acacia tree which dotted the landscape. Outcrops of giant granite bolders, just like the kind Mufasa stood on in the Lion King, also appeared out of nowhere every few miles. These outcrops (called "kopjes," but pronounced "copies") are vital for the lives of the lions, which have their cubs, scout for food and laze in the shadows there. We saw "bachelor" elephants - those that stand apart from rest of the herd, where they will remain until they find a few "wives" and have heir own family of elephants.
It was all idyllic and quiet. There was no sound except the motor of our truck, which we shut down whenever we stopped to observe the nearby animals which have become acclimated to the tourists and no longer seem to fear man now that the poaching has subsided.
We have now left the Serengeti and have returned to "civilisation," - Mta Wa Ambu, or the River of Mosquitoes, where 90% or more of the population has had malaria. While the tsetse fly (which causes sleeping sickness) is prevalent, no need to worry - they are attracted to blue and black and so flags of these colors are flying in areas where humans don't go. We are headed to Mt. Kilimanjaro and will arrive in about 2 days.
I hope to post photos in about 4 days when I have access to an internet connection that is faster than this and when I will have more time.
Thank you all for reading and commenting. Miss you all
Friday, March 12, 2010
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Hi Honey (and Yossi)
ReplyDeleteHave been reading your blog and realized I haven't posted back in a while.
As always, I love your writing style. It is straightforward, attentive to detaills related to your personal reaction and informative. I can't imagine observing the gorillas like you did but it must have been amazing. Also, their is so much info about the improvements these governments have been making in conservation etc. It seems like a miracle because I remember thinking in the 90's that it would be impossible to improve...good news these days is a great thing.
Your experiences seem life altering: the Pygmy school uniform negotiations, dangers on the road, the revolting revelations of horrible tortures in Rawanda. Having them in such a condensed period of time...mindblowing
All good here. I've been doing some studying about the Marshall plan that helped Europe recover post WWII and how the lessons learned there are and are not applicable to "nation building" the US does now. Great news is that Ethan accepted into Cornell for landscape design graduate study.
We are thinking about you lots. Love, Linda and Norm
Congratuations on Ethan's acceptance to Cornell!!!! Hooray for him.
ReplyDeleteIt makes me feel really good and close to home knowing that you are reading my blogs. thank you for taking the time to do so.
love you both - please give Ethan a big hug and kiss for such a wonderful accomplishment. Cornell is lucky to get him