Friday, August 23, 2013

Sights and Sounds: Safari

Here are some videos taken on our safari that I was unable to upload in Uganda.

The ride to Murchison National Park took us from urban to rural Uganda.  Apologies for the sound when recording from a moving car...




Stopping along the way to buy fruit roadside.  Each vendor wears a numbered blue vest so you can revisit your favorite ones on future visits.

Crossing the Nile at sunset for the game drive...


A ride along these unpaved roads is referred to as an "African massage"


The immense power of Murchison Falls....

Hippo in the Nile River

Warthogs join us for lunch at Red Chilli Hideaway in Murchison National Park...
A little music while we wait for the ferry to cross the Nile River...
From here to here...


Riding rooftop in the game drive in Murchison National ParkApologies for the sound when recording from a moving car...

An elephant dusting off in the morning....
Jackson's Hartebeests.....

Endless plains of antelope species...

Saudra, our guide, leading us through the rainforest in Bodongo....

Rainforest hike...alone...

This gives you an idea of how close to the rhinos we were....

Cattle from locals at the rhino sanctuary are critical..they eat the tall grasses down to the shorter height preferred by the rhinos



Thursday, August 22, 2013

On leaving Uganda

Uganda is everything I expected and more. 

I expected red dirt roads, and saw and rode on many. I did not expect the growning pavement expanding from Kampala outwards. 

Nor did I expect that the roads—dirt or tarmac—that represent the grid of Kampala to be lined with improvised shops that sell everything.  I did not expect to see people carting giant bunches of bananas on bicycles (or, also on bicycles, jerry cans full of water, drywall and plywood, and in one case, another bicycle)

I expected nature to be more in evidence, and in some places it was overwhelming  I did not expect the degree to which it is tamed in the city, and often relegated to cowering in abandoned or unfinished spaces.

I expected to see wild animals, and I was fortunate enough to see elephants, hippos, giraffes and many others.  I did not expect to walk amongst them—at Zziwa, I stood 25 yards from a large family of rhinoceros.  Once at Murchison, three warthogs snuffled past three feet from where we were having lunch, preceded by a troop of Olive Baboons.

I was also surprised how quickly I became used to them.  I took a picture of the first baboon I saw, but after seeing hundreds of them, I didn’t even pick up the camera.

I expected to see desperately poor people.  I did see some, especially in the orphanages.  I was totally unprepared for the unbridled capitalistic energy that crackles everywhere, as busy people rush around selling everything they can, and living what look to me like meager but happy lives.

I expected foreign food, and I got to eat matoke and posho and beef curry and chapati.  I did not expect that some of it would be French, or Italian, or American.

I expected bugs.  In this case I was disappointed—I met very few.

I expected a different climate from what I am used to.  Uganda was much cooler that Connecticut, and posed less risk of sunburn.
  
I expected to feel like an outsider.  I did—though Ugandans are wonderfully friendly and welcoming.  It’s hard to know how to put this in a way that won’t offend anyone, but I really expected to feel out of place because I am tall and white.  But I am left with the surprising feeling that my skin color has little to do with it—it’s more that I was a foreigner—I felt no more out of place than I did in Italy or England.

I guess I expected a place that was backwards in many ways.  If dirt roads, sporadic electricity, unsafe water and needing a wall, steel gate, padlocks, iron bars on the windows, and an armed guard 24 hours a day is backwards, then so be it.  But at the same time, I met sophisticated Ugandans, dedicated professionals, Ugandan and foreigners, .  


I expected that I would be ready to come home.  And I am.  But a part of me will deeply miss Uganda, and yearn to come back sometime, if only for a little while.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Good bye, Uganda- flying out in 12 hours!



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Children in Uganda

Over the past two days, we have learned about the experience of being a disadvantaged child in Uganda.  From the abandoned and disabled children at the Good Shepard Homes in the city of Kampala who live in orphanages of around 300 children that swells to 600 during school lunch time to the 92 orphaned children living at Kids of Africa who are divided into small, tidy homes of less than ten with "mothers" who cook and care for them in small family units.  Meeting a government minister, Pius, who has UCONN and Hartford connections, yesterday gave us a window into the hope there is for the children here.  The schools forming, the clinics running and the many organizations working to make real change.  Watkinson students can be a part of that change. Volunteering, teaching and making meaningful connections with the children of Uganda...we have found so many ways to be engaged here.  Now with only 24hours until I leave, I look back amazed at the beauty of this country from the people to the land itself.  I could have never imagined all the potential ways we could work here.  I have a notebook of names, numbers, emails, ideas....a computer filled with pictures, spreadsheets and proposals...and a heart filled with hope and gratitude for being able to experience this place.  Thank you, Watkinson!  Thank you, Chris Maggio our host!  Thank you, Uganda!







Monday, August 19, 2013

Small World

Just before leaving Connecticut, I was lucky enough to meet with Dr. Kevin Dieckhaus at the UConn Medical Center.  He is an infectious disease and tropical medicine expert, who runs a clinic in Kisoro, in South West Uganda.  Dr. Dieckhaus generously let us borrow two Uganda mobile phones, which have been invaluable, and he put us in contact with Pius Bigirimana, a government official who has ben a benefactor to the clinic and to Kisoro, his home town.
   We finally met with Pius yesterday--as a permanent secretary, he's very busy.  He was genuinely disappointed that we did not have a chance to go to Kisoro--he stressed the natural beauty of the place, nestled in the mountains on the borders of Rwanda and Democratic Republic of Congo.  It is the home of Mountain Gorillas, and near the Rwenzori--the snow capped mountains of Uganda.
  We also met with Jeremy Phillips, who runs an organization called Empower Africa.  He provides scholarships for Ugandan students to study at elite schools in the country and universities in the US.  His students also learn traditional Ugandan music and dance, and put on a traveling show called "Spirit of Uganda.
  Earlier the same day, we went to the Good Shepherd home, where a monastic order cares for the abandoned and orphaned with the sort of love and vigor that would inspire even the most cynical person.
   So here's the small world factor:  At the orphanage, one of the only volunteers we met was from New York. Spirit of Uganda had three dates in Connecticut last year, and we may be able to bring them to Hartford this Spring.  Pius, in addition to being connected to Dr. Dieckhaus in Farmington, has a sister who lives about a mile from Watkinson. He visits annually, and has promised to visit our school next time he is in town.  He told us how he dislikes New England winters, and was disappointed with teh quality of pineapples he bought at the Stop and Shop in Hartford,--they just don't compare to the very sweet Ugandan ones.
   Huh.  Small world.

What might a Watkinson trip to Uganda look like?


Watkinson Science and Service trip scenario:

While there are many possibilities resulting from the work of a number of people, here is a sample agenda.

Day 1
Fly into Entebbe airport, perhaps via another city that allows for a brief tour (we were in Cairo, for example)

Day 2
Spend a day or so to get over the 7 hour time change and up to 20 hour journey.
Have a nice Ugandan meal


Day 3-6
Travel  to Ziwa Rhino Sanctuary, and shadow a ranger, repair trails, ride the fences, learning about conservation, threats to Rhinos, and reintroduction programs.
Day 7
Continue to Budongo Forest to do a species survey in the forest, recording Rain Forest plants, invertebrates, and mammals such as Red faced monkey, Tree hyrax and Chimpanzee. Travel to Red Chili Rest Stop for the night.

Day 8
Cross the Nile to the savannah, morning game drive featuring elephants, giraffes, etc.
Take a boat to the bottom of the Falls, and trek up to the top—amazing!
Night back at Red Chili
Day 9
Cross back into the park for a Game drive with a species census.
Spend night in the Park bush camping (with a  Ranger)
Night safari—see the nocturnal life of East Africa

Day 10
Back to Kampala
(yes, it takes most of a day)

Day 11
Tour Kampala—see the Royal Tomb, visit a Market

Day 12-14
Visit Good Shepherd home in Busega, and volunteer helping orphans

Day 15-16
Visit Good Shepherd’s orphanage in Mengo for girls.
Afternoon activity of some sort

Day 17
Travel to Field Research Station
Field Work, if time permits

Day 18
Field Work

Day 19
Visit Queen Elizabeth and Ishasha. 
Game Drive, species census and visit to Ishasha wilderness—home of treeclimbing lions

Day 20-21
Return to Kampala for last night, Fly home

hope for Africa

Uganda has problems.  It has very poor roads and transportations systems—no public transport, no trains at all, hardly any stop signs or traffic lights (though numerous roundabouts or rotaries), and uneven enforcement of traffic rules.  For example, police often direct traffic—frequently giving conflicting signals—but the Boda boda, the ubiquitous motorcycle taxi, just pulls around them.  When there is road construction, and one side of the road is dirt, with rocks and sticks strewn over it to prevent traffic, motorcycles, and sometimes cars, just weave in and out.  It’s all very congenial—no one gets angry or even impatient, but the system can’t handle more.  There is no free education, so families spend their little all on school fees.  There is no publicly funded health, so medical care is too expensive for most.  There is no public pension for the elderly, so they must rely on ancient bonds of family—often broken by the ravages of epidemics like HIV/AIDS.  There is no public housing, so people like in improvised barrios, on improvised dirt roads in the middle of the city.  There is no oversight of business transactions, so land fraud—“selling” land that is not yours—is common and impossible to prevent.  Electricity comes and goes, as does the internet and phone service.  The sewage flows into cesspools and rivers and lakes (though I have not been anywhere that smalls bad), so the water is not safe to drink anywhere in the country. And finally, so many many people are poor, there is no tax base from which to raise the funds necessary to provide services that will bring development on Ugandan terms.  Thus reliance of foreign aid and investment.

   But...  But I am left with a cautious optimism.  The resources here are great.  A stable government and peaceful society mean that tourism flourishes.  Trouble in Kenya has driven thousands of tourists to Uganda instead, because they can trust that it is safe everywhere.  There is about 40 years' worth of oil under some of the most spectacular wilderness sites, like Murchison Falls Park, and it will be extracted, but the government knows that they cannot destroy their most durable asset—nature. An indication of the security of the nation is that it is safe and stable enough to reintroduce rhinos—their horns are as enticing as if they carried huge gold nuggets on their heads, and they are being poached to extinction in other countries. 

   What gives me hope is the Ugandan people.  They are ambitious, serious about education, and hard working.  Many Ugandans have multiple jobs, or stay for weeks or months away from home for work.   There are as many shops as there are people, it seems.  Almost anyone can retail phone airtime, for example. Even the ever-expanding traffic jams in Kampala (or anywhere) become open markets, with young men and women sprinting from car to car, selling newspapers, toilet paper, sodas, water, airtime,  meat on a stick, grilled bananas, and in one case a full set of classroom flip-charts and maps.   Everything you ever wore out or threw away is here in Kampala, repaired and ready to be sold.  There are enormous carpentry and outdoor upholstery shops selling chairs, and (of course) beds.  There are welders and metal working shops everywhere, the white-hot glow of arc welders sparking above the red dirt.  There is a large market on the way to Murchison where, when a coach bus pulls up, people in numbered blue vests literally sprint from window to window to do business.  And their prices are fair—though negotiable.  I have never seen people work so hard—and for so little.   Despite the problems that exist, and new ones that will follow more development, the people give me hope for Uganda.

Sunday, August 18, 2013

New & Improved: A Safari in Pictures (More rhinos & videos!)

Safari…CHECK!!  A whirlwind three days.  A 6:30am departure Friday and a drive northwest out of Kampala provided us with a glimpse of Uganda waking up.  Shops along the roadside opening their doors.  Traffic building.  Children walking to school. In fact, everyone seems to either be walking, in a matatu (taxi van) or on a bota-bota (motorcycle taxi). In the country, we find farms, markets, and traditional homes along our journey.  A traditional lunch at a roadside restaurant- posho (left, grits Ugandan style), matoke (middle, boiled mashed banana) and ground peanut sauce (right). 

Chimp nest in the trees
Another two hours of driving brought us to the Bodongo Forest that is the home of a community of chimps habituated to humans.  Sauda, our guide, took us on what was supposed to be a three hour hike through the trails of the forest in search of chimps…looking for any sign of their presence…on the ground, up in the trees, vocalizations.  Despite Sauda’s best attempts and an extra hour of hiking (4 total), no chimps:( While others would have been disappointed, Mr. A and I were thrilled by the endless walk…Mahogany trees, vines, thousands of butterflies, black and white colobus monkeys, red tailed monkeys, dung beetles and yes…I grabbed a handful of sand while crossing a creek for my sand collection.

The next morning, we left before 5am to drive to the ferry that brought us across the Nile River to our game drive at sunset in Murchison National Park.  As the morning mist burned off, animals just appeared roadside…elephants, giraffes, every kind of antelope, hippos, birds, birds and more birds.  The feeling of riding through the savanna standing up through the pop-up roof of our van is indescribable.  No lions…they were hiding in the grass, but the fact I was mere yards from wild elephants, etc easily made up for it.

In the afternoon, we went on a Nile cruise in small 16 seat boat passing dozens and dozens of hippos, a few bachelor males African buffalo hanging out in the water and Nile crocodiles…one so perfectly sunning itself on a large rock that I thought I was back on the Jungle Ride in Disney World.  As we approached Murchison Falls, the roar of the Falls and the floating rafts of foam gave us a clue to the enormous energy here.  Then we started to approach the rocks on the side of the river where a guide, Patricia, was standing, “This is where you get off.”  We knew there was a hike involved but I had some image of a Niagara Falls-like “hike” along a trail with a railing…all ADA compliant.  Instead, once we get on land, we are told “Go ahead and get a head start.  I will catch up with the next group.”  So off we went.  Mr. A and me hiking all alone through the African savanna on what I’ll conceded was a pretty decent trail (there were a few railings and steps here and there).  While the majority of the dangerous animals were on the OTHER side of the Nile and people hike this trail ALL day, it felt daring and very adventurous.  To finally emerge on at the top of the Falls was a real victory!

With night coming, clouds forming and lightening in the distance, we headed back to Bodongo for another night in their cabins.  During dinner, we finally heard chimps.  Their howls and hoots piercing through the dark forest and joined by the other noises…cicadas, the human-like screams of the hyrax, monkeys, etc.  

Obama:  mother from an American zoo & father from Kenya
RHINOS: This morning, we departed from Murchison and headed to Ziwa and the Rhino Sanctuary.  Again, my prior American experiences left me clueless about what to expect.  I thought the only rhinos in Uganda would be behind a fence that we would walk up to.  Instead our guide was told the continuously tracked rhinos were in the swamp…so we put on boots, drove to the swamp and hiked for a few minutes…and then right in front of us were rhinos.  No fence…just me, Mr A, a guide, and about 100 feet from eight rhinos!  We had been instructed to stay close to the guide who kept us near trees we could hide behind or climb up in case one charges us.  Instead, they peacefully chomped on grass and a few males were play-fighting.  One is named Obama: his mother is a rhino from an American zoo and his father was brought from Kenya as part of this reintroduction program.  We moved around the rare group of 8 (most people see 2 or 3) for about 30 minutes before heading back. 

This video gives you a sense of how close we were...it starts with me filming my boots and then panning up the the rhinos!!





Note Mr A's sleeve..we were that close!
A rare herd of 8 rhinos....how many people have seen 8 in one place??
Me and my peeps!

Overall, it has been a life-long dream to go on a safari!  Along the way, we found many opportunities for future trips:  places to stay, how to get around, chimp trek, YES...do the Nile/Murchison hike, volunteer and stay for several overnights working with the rangers at the rhino sanctuary, visit one of the rural schools along the road to Murchison.  Our guide, Paul, was invaluable in giving us ideas, guidance and the low down on everything Ugandan!  With each day, the idea of bringing students to Uganda seems more and more doable.  Now that we have found ways to service projects related to biodiversity and conservation, we will spend our remaining two days exploring service and working with children at two different orphanages around the city of Kampala.





Lodge at Bodongo Forest
With Paul, our guide for the three days

OMG I'm hiking in the African jungle
Chimp trekking turned invertebrate trekking
Knuckle print of a chimp
Forest floor
More invert trekking
Cicadas emerge from these tubes in Bodongo
Dung beetle scores some baboon dung
Mr. A doesn't seem so tall now
Sunrise over the Nile River ferry crossing
Sunrise on the Nile River
Our trusty van...new design for the Watkinson vans?
Jackson's Hartbeest...the most attention seeking animal on our safari
Endless fields of antelope
yes...they were this close

Panorama view from the roof of our vehicle





African water buffalo taking a rest

Fishermen along the Nile
The endless roads of Murchison National Park
Giraffes were everywhere

Olive baboons were everywhere but rather shy


A turtle on our safari (note the poop falling)
Warthogs at lunch
de-nile:  a river Mr. A cruised on
Cliffs along the Nile house swallows and monitor lizards use the caves for egg laying






The mist from Murchison Falls
Above Murchison Falls
Murchison Falls from the top of our hike

Victorious after our hike through the savanna

Fruit found near Murchison Falls


Rhino named Obama:  mother from an American zoo and father introduced from Kenya
Perspective: Note Mr. A's shirt in the foreground.
Cattle that graze in the rhino sanctuary