The morning was used for last minute preparations and packing up for the long haul. Tony had much to do, and was late. It was simply "Africa Time." I had heard about this before coming on the trip. Folks being way late on a regular basis. In this case we left an hour and a half after the original plan. Saleem and Samson were waiting for us at the park headquarters near the Main Gate of Shimba Hills.
The timing worked out. Staci is one of the most reliably prompt people I know. Being on time has always been important to her. She was very good being patient. Hakuna Matata.
Joe helped his dad with the final packing. Tony, Steph, and Joe have very British accents. Steph and Joe will now leave for the UK to spend the holidays with Steph's family.
When we met back up with Saleem and Samson we learned the folks from the adjacent area, who were going to take over as guards, fell through. Saleem and Samson would stay with us for a few more days. This made us feel comfortable. The only problem was they had no food. It meant we would have to take care of them. It was a good deal for us. We paid for their dinner in the town of Kinango, it was about $2.80 in US money.
There were about fifteen miles to cover, and because of the late start we got moving at 1:30 pm. It was time for speed hiking. I made it about twelve miles, then had Tony pick me up. Staci and the guards made it in about fifteen minutes before dark.
We saw a warthog and a large gathering of baboons today, but not near as much wildlife as in the Park.
Folks along the way are very, very curious as to what we're up to. Saleem and Samson are constantly answering questions of the locals.
My last post also says November 29. That was really November 28.
NOVEMBER 30-Long Day for Hikers, Easy for Me
I couldn't get motivated. Staci and the guards headed out early and Tony and I lounged at the Kenyan Wildlife Service (KWS) station. We had some coffee, and took our time packing.
It was a long walk through rural, bush areas. When Tony and I caught up with the hikers, after about three hours, they were tired.
Samson has developed a blister.
I finally hiked a few miles at the end of the day.
As it was last Sunday lots of folks walking to churches in their Sunday best clothes.
We had goat for lunch, and for dinner, along with ugale. I don't remember ever eating goat before, but it's a staple here.
