All good holidays must come to an end, and today we were heading back to Weru Weru River Lodge. On the way, we were going to visit Lake Manyara National Park for a morning game drive. This area is renowned for the tree climbing lions. Unfortunately, the cool wet weather ensured the cats were not in view. Like all cats they prefer a warm snug hideaway during the wet. This game reserve is also forested, no large open vistas. The animals and birds must be close to the track to be seen. But plenty of Elephant were seen; they tended to prefer a walk along the tracks.
We saw Baboons, Elephant and Buffalo. Birding, I snapped a White-browed Coucal, Southern Ground Hornbill and a Silvery-cheeked Hornbill. So, not many sightings. It was worth seeing the Southern Ground Hornbill. Striking red coloured face and neck. Looking closely, it has some fabulous eyebrows.
The tracks in this reserve were muddy and did require some skill to navigate. Elvis was asked if he had ever been stuck. Yes he replied, he had had to be towed out several times. This conversation occurred as we seemed destined to the same fate. No problem, we made it out. Some of the muddy tracks seemed to below the level of the Lake Manyara.
Packed lunch was eaten as we were leaving the reserve, and then the four-hour drive home. We stopped at a huge art emporium. I spotted it on the way up. This place had security fence, gates and guards. Here you could watch ebony being carved, with an explanation of the process. The pictures and carvings ranged from the huge, costing thousands of dollars to the small with affordable prices. Here the staff did not appear to apply pressure on us to buy. Shipping of large carvings could be arranged with DHL.
On the way home we spotted an overturned lorry. The cab totally crushed; would the driver have survived? The ex-policeman on the trip pointed out that many of the buses and lorries were poorly maintained, and many could be seen ‘crabbing’ along the road, previously having been involved in serious accidents.
A few Kilimanjaro beers, steak for supper, and the administration of completing the UK Passenger Locator Form and bagging my seats for the flights home.
