Saturday, March 17, 2012

A photo album!

At long last... here is a photo album of my pictures from Uganda: http://2girlsjourneyphotos.shutterfly.com/

A little taste of some of my favorite pictures is below.

I've been back home for a few weeks now, and I have been so lucky to have lots of family visiting since I've been home.  Now, I'm back to work at full speed and gearing up for spring travel for work.  Not quite as glamorous as Uganda but still certainly beautiful.

Donna's mostly recovered from her bout with "vervet monkey flu" and is settling back into life in Pullman, WA. 

Thank you for following along and I hope you've enjoyed a few tales of our adventures!  I hope to return one day, but it will probably be awhile.

Cheers,
Leslie

Our first rapid on the Nile.  Donna and I are in the 2nd row.  Donna's on your left and I'm on the right.

Just because we're on the adventure together doesn't mean we're in the same hemisphere!

My favorite... the young gorilla in Bwindi Impenetrable National Park.

A lilac breasted roller in an acacia tree in Lake Mburo National Park

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Back in the US

Donna and I are enjoying the comforts of being back in the USA from the Univ of Minnesota hospital. Donna is getting rehydrated after persistent intestinal troubles (we prefer to call it "vervet monkey flu"). So we are staying in Minneapolis at least for tonight and we both hope to continue on home tomorrow - me to Wilson, WY and Donna to Pullman, WA.

Please keep Donna's health in your thoughts.

Pictures to come soon!!

Friday, February 24, 2012

Pictures from the last week

Donna with all the students and staff at the Cleveland School

Donna and Aggrey plant a mango tree at Aggrey's family home

Donna places her hand print in cement on the sign honoring her block of the Cleveland School

Leslie and Juliet shell ground nuts (aka g-nuts), a close peanut relative that grows commonly & is eaten often in Uganda

Connecting to Community

February 19-25, 2012

The last week has been about connecting to community.  Donna – through friends and friends of friends – has helped us to connect to the expat, rural, missionary, and conservation communities around southern Uganda.  We have had the incredible opportunity to meet many people as well as visit another school as we traveled from Kampala to Kaliro to Jinja and finally back to Entebbe (where we are preparing to fly out this evening). 

We began our final week connecting to a friend of a friend of Donna’s, Vicki. Vicki has lived in Uganda for over 20 years working in a variety of capacities.  Vicki took us to her church in Entebbe, where we were the only Muzungus in attendance.  We then spent a long, rainy (seems like the rainy season is beginning) lunch with Vicki at a delicious Indian restaurant in Kampala learning more about her experiences and life in Uganda over the years.  When she drove us back to our hostel, we spent almost 2 more hours continuing to visit in her car!  We rounded out day with the owner of our tour company attending a cultural show (with traditional music, dancing and food) for the evening.

Our travels next took us to the small village of Kaliro about 150 km from Kampala. Kaliro is the home of Donna’s friend Aggrey and his family.  Donna met Aggrey 10 years ago when he came to the US and Cuyahoga National Park on an exchange to be an instructor at Cuyahoga Valley Environmental Education center with Donna.  Aggrey currently lives about 40 km away from Kaliro where he teaches at Iganga High School but his family – wife Juliet, sons Andrew and Stuart, and daughter Molly – still live at the family home about 5 km from the center of Kaliro.  We stayed with Aggrey and his family for 2 nights.  As guests, we were treated incredibly kindly – we toured the area, were given gifts of a chicken and fruits and vegetables from the neighbors, and were able to visit the Cleveland School. 

The Cleveland School was a dream of Aggrey’s after visiting the US 10 years ago.  He found a group of teachers who shared his vision for a more integrated, cross-curricular education, and 5 years ago they opened the Cleveland School (named after Aggrey’s experience near Cleveland, OH in the US), a private secondary school (serving the equivalent of about 6th to 12th grade in the us) with mostly day students and a few boarding students.  Aggrey is one of the founders of the school and on the board of directors, and rather than teach there, Aggrey prefers to serve the school in a volunteer capacity.  When the school first opened, Donna wrote a small grant to buy and send school supplies, and in her honor, a block of the school (one building with 2 classrooms) is named after her “Donna Daniella”.  At the Cleveland School, we presented the school supplies that we brought (thanks to many of you!!), taught the students how to throw the Frisbee (although given mine and Donna’s poor Frisbee abilities, most were more self-taught), and we had the equivalent of the 6th grade class write letters back to my Girl Scout troop in Wyoming.  We closed out our visit to the Cleveland School with a ceremony in which Donna put her hand print on the sign honoring her and we both planted mango trees on campus.  Our entire time in Kaliro was hard to describe – humbling, inspiring, joyful…
We left Kaliro and headed next to Jinja, where another friend of Donna’s connected us to a US missionary family living and serving there.  Misti and Anthony have served as missionaries in Uganda on and off for the last 6 years with their two elementary-aged daughters.  They were kind enough to host us in their lovely home in Jinja, where we re-connected to the outside world with food, TV, internet, and did a lot of souvenir shopping.  I spent a lot of time playing games with the two girls, and thoroughly enjoyed long conversations with Anthony and Misti about missionary work and science & religion (Anthony’s area of study from graduate school).  Unfortunately, the end of our time in Jinja was tainted by a stomach bug that hit Donna pretty hard. 

From Jinja we returned to Entebbe on Friday by way of a long stop in Kampala (not to be confused with a “long call”, aka “chase the bear” or #2 J ).  In Kampala, we connected briefly with Aggrey’s oldest daughter Stella, at college there, and re-connected with Vicki for lunch.  When Vicki heard of Donna’s stomach-status, she suggested a visit to a local medical clinic to get a check-up before our flight on Saturday evening.  Donna and I visited the clinic and found that she was suffering from an infection that thankfully our travel meds were well suited to treat, and so we headed on to Entebbe.

For our final night in Entebbe, we are fortunate to be staying at a hostel at the Jane Gooddall Institute, near the zoo where we stayed before.  We had hoped to travel with them to Ngamba Island (a chimp rehabilitation facility on an island in Lake Victoria) this morning, but rain and thunderstorms that began early, early this AM have persisted through this morning.  So we will spend our final day in Uganda visiting with the staff and other guests here at the Jane Gooddall Institute, and if it stops raining… perhaps a final walk around the town.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

More pictures from the journey

Donna and Leslie relax after a long day of gorilla trekking.  Pants are tucked into socks to avoid having the fire ants crawl up your legs... and of course for style.

Donna and head of school of the Kazinga Primary School look over the students.

Our wonderful guide Robert warms up his swimming skills in case the boat doesn't make it to Bushara Island.

Lake Bunyoni, Bushara Island and our return to Kampala

February 17, 2012

Bushara Island
Windy, thunderstorms, and birds
This place will grant peace

February 18, 2012

Donna and I enjoyed our final time on Bushara Island with a final hike around the island and a delicious breakfast.  Then we headed back to mainland by boat to meet Robert and return to Kampala.

Our drive was proceeding uneventfully when we came across a terrible car accident.  Many people were running towards the overturned truck and car and to loot at take sheet metal from it.  The accident looked terrible and likely fatal.  We kept driving past for fear that we might get caught up in the mix.  Robert did call the police and stop at a police department in a nearby town to alert them of the accident and looting.  However, shortly there after, possibly still shaken from the accident, Robert hit a big pothole and we could tell it wasn't good.  It appeared that at least the alignment had been impacted, so we continued on slowly to Mbarara and hoped to find a mechanic.  Robert dropped us off at a restaurant to eat lunch and wait while he fixed the car.  Five hours later we were back on the road to Kamapala.  We arrived at about 11 pm ready to be done traveling and settled back in at the Red Chilli.

G-day: Donna and Leslie meet the gorillas

February 16, 2012 – G-day (G for gorillas)
We woke up early – 4:30 am – to depart for our 2 hour drive to the briefing for gorilla tracking.  Donna and I slept most of the way to Bwindi National Park in the dark but woke as the sun was rising to see that we were in some mountainous country and that the road had some very steep drop-offs.  Luckily, Robert had his energy drink so he just cruised the whole way while Donna kept her eyes closed and I leaned inward to try to will the vehicle to stay on the road J
We were the first to arrive for the briefing at about 7:15.  We checked in and waited as 22 other Muzungus and their guides joined us for a brief overview of the park, gorillas, and conservation efforts.  There are currently 10 habituated gorilla groups in Bwindi National Park – 9 groups for up to 8 tourists per day to observe and 1 for researchers to study.  Bwindi National Park is home to 340 of the world’s remaining 700 mountain gorillas.  The rest of the gorillas are in other parks in Uganda as well as in Rwanda and the Democratic Republic of Congo.  The cost is $500 per person (which I calculate out at about $36k of income per day and over $13m per year for the Uganda Wildlife Authority in gorilla tracking fees).  Our group – Kahungye – was one of the more recently habituated groups and had 24 member gorillas ranging from silverbacks (older males) to blackbacks (younger males) to females, juveniles, and infants.  This is one of the larger groups, and the guides and trackers believe it will split any day now.  We also learned in the briefing that the hike can be quite strenuous (3-8 hours over steep terrain) and almost daily people who can hike no further are carried out on stretchers for the fee of $300.
With all this new information in mind, we loaded back up and drove the final 10 km on dirt road to the trailhead.  The trailhead was the end of the dirt road in the village of Kahungye (yes, same as our gorilla group).  There, we grouped up with our guide, gunmen, and 2 members of 8 person tourist group hired porters to carry their belongings.  Three trackers had left early in the morning to find our Kahungye group and tell our guide for the day, Richard, by radio where to lead us.
We started hiking up a big switch-backed hill.  In addition to our group of 13, there were also many villagers walking with us to tend their gardens along the sides of the trail.  Three local women headed up to tend their gardens with bare-feet, babies on their backs, and food & water for the day on their heads, passed us on the way up this hill; humbling.
After several kilometers of hiking, we got word that the trackers had found the Kayungye group a bit further away and down a steep hill into the valley below.  We hurried down into the valley where we continued on less well defined trails.  Our guide was communicating by whistles now with the trackers to lead us to them and the Kayungye gorillas.  Then we heard some loud, barking and screaming noises along with the movement of something coming at us along the trail.  It (and us) stopped quickly, and Richard told us to hold our ground and wait.  After conferring with the trackers, Richard decided that a wild (unhabituated), lone silverback gorilla had bluff charged us and was in the area to try to split up the Kayungye group.  With our hearts beating a bit faster, we continued on a short distance further to where the trackers had located the Kayungye gorillas.
In the clearing with the trackers, we were given a few final instructions (no flash photos, no sudden movements, do not run if charged) we left all but cameras to see the gorillas.  With that, Richard and the trackers started hacking an entry point to the next clearing where we would find the gorillas.
There we saw a female descending a tree, a mom and an infant under some branches and a silverback resting under some cover.  They were all under brush and difficult to see (the female had quickly descended the tree).  At one point the silverback bluff charged us with the barking-screaming hybrid, and we learned that our norm for the day would likely be an “unstable and unsettled” group of gorillas who were aware of the presence of the lone, wild gorilla would have the Kayungye gorillas on edge. 
As the gorillas moved around the area, Richard and the trackers cut paths and views through the dense forest for us.  We had some good views of individuals, and we were bluff charged on several occasions by silverbacks and blackbacks.  On one of those occasions, I was in the back of the line with Richard when a blackback bluff charged the two of us from the side.  Richard jumped between the gorilla and I, and I fell back.  The gorilla probably came within 2 meters of us (you are asked to stay at least 7 meters away from the habituated gorillas), but the brush was so dense that I could hardly see more than a shadow of it.  It was frightening, but the Richard and the tracker’s confidence in the situation provided some comfort and a feeling of some ease.  After about an hour spent following and observing the Kayungye gorillas (all you are allowed to spend with the habituated groups), we returned to our belongings and began our hike back to the trailhead back a little after 5 pm.
This was not what I had expected from all that I had read and heard about the gorilla tracking.  I’d foolishly pictured something along the lines of the gorillas and humans sitting peacefully together in a small clearing watching each other.  Eventually, maybe they’d come over and pull the insects and brambles out of my hair…  Though, not what I had expected, I am so grateful and in awe of my experience with the gorillas.  Though habituated they are still wild animals (I guess?), and their behavior does not seem to be completely predictable. 
I am left humbled and curious.  It was an unbelievable experience, and I hope to learn more about gorillas, habituation, and how the few remaining gorillas are managed in the 3 countries where they still live.  Thanks for making it this far; this has been a long one!