Bev woke up with another scorpion under her ground sheet, the perfect way to end our stay at what was the buggiest/beetliest camp yet. With the rains, they sure do come out.
We set out on red roads and soon reached the gate to leave Ziwani. Here, the road was grated, so the drovers quickly decided on how the camels would cross. We all found large rocks to stick in between the grates. Shukas were placed on either side to keep the camels in line, and they successfully made it across. Impressive, once again, how much effort goes into keeping these camels safe.
We arrived at the Ranger Station, where we were shown a giant Baobob tree. This tree was used as a sniper hide-out for the German Army when they attacked the British here, from Tanzania, in World War One.
For a few hundred feet, we followed a segment of the old railway, the same railway believed to have been built using Joseph Thompson’s exploration.
We are now camped at the bottom of Salaita Hill, a strategic lookout post for the Germans. Trenches and ditches still remain. The camels have been grazing up and down the hill, marching between green trees, acting like true soldiers.
As we commemorate Remembrance Day/ Armistice Day abroad, this camp seems like the perfect place to be.
