08.07.2011 - 15.07.2011 28 °C
Back in Uganda, we drove up to Lake Bunyonyi – a lovely, peaceful place in the mountains above Kabale.
A great relaxing spot – totally unspoilt – it would be ideal for a holiday to get away from it all.
On our second day there, I hopped on the back of a motorbike taxi which took me down to Kabale. Here I met a friend I’d made when we stayed there on the way to Rwanda, the week before. I jumped on the truck on its way back down the following day. You can always leave the truck whenever you want and catch up with it later on; the flexibility of it all is great.
Making chapatti pizzas – bush camping on the way back to Kampala.
With some very horny cows.
In Kampala, a few of us decided to go to the cricket. An international Twenty20 tournament was being played when we were there, and entry was free.
Ghana (red) vs. Nigeria (green).
We were virtually the only spectators there and sat on the bar terrace drinking beer in the sunshine. As you do.
We could walk down these steps and chat to the players; the atmosphere was very relaxed.
Ghana beat Nigeria, for the first time ever.
But the Nigerian coach didn’t seem too upset.
There were two more matches the next day; Uganda vs. Ghana and Namibia. We had so much fun the previous day, we decided to go again.
After the first match, we had a little game of our own on the pitch. See the players in the background, watching!
Dan got the entire Ugandan team to sign our bat.
And found himself being interviewed on TV.
They didn’t seem to mind that I was wearing Lee’s Ghana football shirt.
Back in the bar we had a good chat with the umpires. Dan and I swiped their hats for this photo.
In the afternoon, I took a motorbike across town to meet up with a friend from home, Becky, who’s currently doing volunteering work in Kampala. It was strange to see a familiar face after so long and great to catch up and compare our different experiences since we’d seen each other last (on an orchestra tour, in China).
Due to our extra day in Kampala, we had to catch a minibus to Jinja, where the truck had gone that morning. Jinja is a town on the River Nile, just down from Lake Victoria, the source of the river. We stayed out of town at a place called Bujagali Falls. This stretch of the Nile is famous for its white water rafting. A group of us did a day of rafting and loved it.
The rapids are Grade 5, the most extreme classification you can do commercially.
It’s recognised as being one of the best places in the world to raft Grade 5 rapids, and possibly the safest. All good.
Safety kayaks come to the rescue if you get into difficulties…
We managed to flip the boat four or five times. It’s pretty scary as you approach a large wave. You have to paddle as hard as possible in order to get enough speed up to clear the hydro. Of course, it doesn’t always work and you end up in the water. It’s fine on the surface, but sometimes the boat can flip over on top and trap you underwater, which isn’t pleasant. Occasionally, if you come out of the boat, you end up having to swim the entire length of the rapid; with waves several metres high crashing down on you and sucking you under. It’s a bit like being in a huge dishwasher. Mostly though, you just wash out the other end coughing and spluttering, having swallowed large quantities of Nile water. It’s great fun though – a massive adrenaline rush.
It got a bit much for Heather and Jen, who opted to go in the safety boat for the last few rapids. “I don’t enjoy feeling like I’m going to die!”
We remaining ones, however, tried to backflip over the last, four metre high, wave. It almost worked…
The pair of legs disappearing into the water belongs to our guide!
The following day we did a sunset booze cruise up to the source of the Nile, the mouth of Lake Victoria. No photos unfortunately.
In the morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed (not), we drove to Kenya.