Possible Bacteria Infested Lake

Trip Start Sep 15, 2009
Trip End Nov 21, 2009

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Beach Camp

Flag of Malawi  ,
Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Another long drive day but we are all used to it and kind of like them.  Us the passengers, don’t do a dam thing.  We BS, play cards, read a book, type away on a computer, sleep, or just listen to our IPOD’s.  Card games include UNO, a Dice game, the card game 500, and a card game called Guillotine.  Whether it is a long drive or a short one, how hard is it to just sit there.  We stopped off in town and we all bought snacks and what not plus the cook bought food for the next few days.  We arrived mid-day and we were right on the beach again of Lake Malawi.  The lake is so big when you look across it you can’t see anything but water.  And there are waves just like in an ocean.  Though the part we are at didn’t have too much activity going on.  We set up our tents as usual and had some free-time.  I set up my awesome hammock and read a bit and tried to sleep which I have a hard time doing unless at night.  An hour or so later someone from the group told me her tent was being attacked by ants and to watch out.  I checked my tent and found a small colony of ants.  I smashed or brushed them away and sprayed my tent seams and border with bug spray which was just the trick for the rest of our time there.  A bunch of others were attacked nightly despite the same precautions I laid down for the ants.  Suckers!!  Free night consisted of hanging out and BS’ing as usual.  
The next day was a free day of our choice.  Activities to choose from: various water sports, horse-back riding, village walks, bird watching, and mountain biking.  The word around the campfire was the lake might be infested with some kind of bacteria so water sports were out for me.  Naturally, I choose mountain biking along with a few others.  We had a guide to take us around and we set off early in the day on some decent bikes.  It wasn’t really a true mountain bike ride like I would do back home, but it was decent and a good way to travel around the area.  We mainly hit paved and dirt roads, and a few trails through some villages.  The first two hours the four of us were racing back and forth and were completely worn out by the time we stopped for a drink.  We checked the time and saw that it was only half-way over and we still had more to do so we just took it easier.  We naturally stopped at a wood carving market which had some awesome carved wooden chairs that I would of loved to have.  The back rest had various pictures carved into them like African animals and looked fantastic!  I could have gotten them for cheap but how the hell would I get it home.  Mailing it home would probably totally negate the fact that I got it cheap here.  And how the hell would I carry a heavy wooden chair on  my bike for a few hours?  So I had to pass it up.  We got back to the camp around lunch and decided to eat at the restaurant because we are tired of the same ham sandwiches we get everyday for lunch.  Burgers, fries, and strawberry ice cream really hit the spot!  We had more free time which I filled with more hammock time, and sitting on the beach with some of the girls and learning the secrets of women.  Nighttime consisted of another fantastic dinner of roast beef, potatoes and veggies.  There was a problem at the camp at night.  The problem was there were millions of flying bugs called “Tree flies” which were EVERYWHERE!! There were small, flew, and looked like a mosquito.  You would look at the lights at various places around camp and just see this swaying fog or mist.  Only problem was that fog like stuff were those flying tree flies.  It was so annoying and kind of gross.  Especially when you’re eating dinner with a flashlight.  I learned that the locals actually use big nets to catch them and make burgers of the flies to eat.  I would eat one so I could have the satisfaction in knowing that I killed as many as possible.  The flies were there because it was just that time of the year.
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