Ndole Bay (Tanganyika)
Trip Start Apr 24, 2012
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We prepared ourselves for a long drive today. It seemed to pass way faster than we thought with much to see along the way.
Lake Mweru is stunning, although from afar. It is bigger than either of us thought and not at all muddy as the name suggests. Just the opposite, big blue body of water. Albeit very shallow apparently. That being the reason why there is not much in terms of a holiday destination. No camping and no road right up to the lake.
We drove along the lake for the best part of 30 km. All of which is populated. It was very interesting to see the different and very individual (in some instances) decoration of their homes
The one thing that stood out for me was the huge number of babies and children in all the villages. All running toward the road when we passed, although nervous, greeting and waving very enthusiastically. In parts they ask for sweets or other items but for the most part, they are just so happy to see you, and the strange thing you are towing. We found it most amusing to see the look on their faces as they stare at the trailer going by. Carlos even suggested mounting an automated arm to wave at some point as this is an ongoing activity for most of the day. Wave, greet and smile. It warms the heart and somehow helps with the longing for friends and family.
Lake Mweru Wantipa, unfortunately, is dry for the most part. Only in small areas, some water remains to indicate that it once existed.
We arrived at Ndole Bay around 4h30. Over the moon, with the Lodge and campsite
After relaxing on the first day, we decided to go snorkeling (one of the activities they offer) with Ilise the next morning. We enjoyed the view of the lake and lodge from the boat and could get a fair idea of the size of the bay and the villages along its edge. The young ones soon came to have a look at what we were doing. They remained on the rocks, in silence, as we snorkeled for the best part of an hour. Rusty, the lodge dog, came along for the ride. Rusty also came to our camp bearing gifts when he visited. This made us miss old Zulu even more.
One of the days we drove to Kasama Bay just a bit further up the bay.