(Up in the mountains.. following the rains)
This morning I found another tick- it was on Siobhan's rain jacket- dry from hanging in the tree all night. Glad we left that one behind! After we woke, we went back to the outlook. The walk over is magical- soft smokey grass, dreamy and fluttering with white butterflies, flowers, bees, giant rocks and trees. Fuzzy vines wound and arched over the pathway- truely an eden. That day we drove on to a village through the black cotton (black volcanic mud) and near the old road to Isiolo. This town was the most developed of all our mobile villages. It had proper stores, including a restaurant- where we later ate chapatis, sukuma wiki, and cabbage with chai tea for lunch (at 4pm after waiting hours!). It was one of our busiest days, one patient after the next, till we had to turn people away so we could get to and set up camp before dark. There were many allergy symptoms especially itchy eyes. Possibly a type of tree in these hills. One man was an alcoholic and had an open wound on his left leg that wouldn't heal- for a year. I believe we gave him lycopodium and asked him to soak his wound in salt water and gave him calendula and arnica cream. We also told him to stop drinking alcohol and tried to explain how it is related to his physical health and healing. We also treated a man with goiter, a woman with multiple purple skin lesions below her knees, a man with tinea versicolour and recurrent typhoid, a child with pertussis and many others. It was a long but interesting day. To get to camp, we drove into the hills and took a left over a stream and through the trees, drove on past 2 clearings, made a wrong turn(?) and finally found our campsite... just right ;) Camp was decorated with a rhino mandible and vertebrae. It also had quite an elegant spiral wood and mud shower, plus an enclosed toilet house (presumably for the future ecolodge), which was locked. Once camp was set up we ventured into the wild forest, past many mounds of grassy elephant dung, into a jurassic gully to the elephant platform. This is a man made platform which is eventually going to be part of a tree top walk and ecolodge. It is built around a spiraling tree trunk with many vines hanging onto the podium. It looks out over a boggy pond, with a giant strangling fig tree making the main attraction... that is until elephants roam through. After dismounting the platform, we walked over to a giant fallen tree trunk and sat dangling our feet high above the ground, overlooking the boggy pond and island of psalm trees, calling back to the baboon troop across the bog. We were quite the attraction for the curious troop, deep in the woods. That night we had hyenas calling and were woken at 5am by baboons barking- literally- barking like dogs. After dinner we kept the fire going and had an improv vocal rhythm jam. Amit did a shockingly deep and powerful throat diggeridoo. Impressive hidden talent! After a few campfire songs were sung, like my flag boy, hakuna matata, the other day I met a bear, and some raunchy army cadences, we headed off to bed. This ended our very last mobile for this trip to Kenya.
Friday- We woke ate fruit, packed up camp and drove to a waterfall on the way back to Nanyuki. This was a secret spot, only got to by hiking through the forest along a steep slope to a mountain fed waterfalling into rock and volcanic mud pools, with long vines growing down from the rocky walls. This place was magic and we hopped into the breath takingly cold waters (some climbed down the steep slope, and others cliff dove into the waters), and gave ourselves a full body volcanic mud spa- with an invigorating and cleansing rinse in the rushing falls. All for free! What an incredible way to finish our time with Amit and wash away the previous weeks. Once we returned to Nanyuki, we entered the stats from the mobiles and did some filing, and then finished up our paper work later at Kongonis over dinner. That night Magnus, Siobhan, her roomate Kelly from the US and Amit joined us girls and Lu at Kongonis. Magnus uncovered the extremely lacking list of gear the girls had for climbing mount kenya, and offered up his top of the line gear, including winter jackets, fleece and camel packs. We said goodbye to Magnus and went to bed one last time at Simba's Lodge.
Saturday morning we had arranged with Njoroge to pick us up at 8 am. We had breakfast, Katie and Michelle joined us to say good-bye, as they were heading off later for their trek up Mt Kenya. Rochelle, Lu and I were headed 4 hours west to Nakuru. We had a weekend planned to travel through the rift valley before heading to Mombasa. We gave Nicholas a good tip (our waiter for the past 3 weeks), thanked him for taking such good care of us, wished him luck in his plans to do college for hotel management, said good-bye and I gave him some canadian change as a gift. It was an emotional good-bye. He is the sweetest kid.
Njoroge took a short cut across a bumpy mud country road for an hour to the highway north to Nyaharuru, on our way to Nakuru. We made it in under 4 hours, with a stop at the Nyaharuru falls. Men were dressed up there in full tribal regalia, just for such an occasion as the 'wealthy' mzungu wanting to take a picture with them in exchange for Ksh. We bit.