After the workshops I headed into the deep south with Paka and some other volunteers to hike Fish River Canyon, which is basically the Grand Canyon of Africa. We took our time hiking the 86 magnificent kilometers, six days in total. Again, my camera was very happy with the change in scenery. It was an absolutely spectacular experience, from sleeping under the stars to swimming in the river to just chilling on a sunny rock. Here's the sunrise from our last morning in the canyon. More photos will come, just bear with me.

I'm back in the village now and the weather is starting to get a bit chilly, believe it or not. The oshanas(ponds) are starting to dry up leaving murky pools that dot the landscape. One wonderful thing about the water drying up is that it allows for new fishing techniques. Today I went with my siblings to a nearby oshana that had shrunk to a few meters. We took conical reed baskets, slammed them into the muddy water, and trapped fish inside the baskets. Then we would just reach in and pull out a juicy catfish. We caught upwards of 40 fish! We sold ten fish so we could have a machine pound our mahangu for the nightly dish. That's village economics for you.
The second trimester starts up next Tuesday and I'm excited to get back into the groove of things. Oshilinawa aakuume!
3 comments:
i used to rock the damn nam [gr. 24]. i think some girl - ginny, jennie? - is at my old school in onyati. the point: jesus, maan, lekker fotos. i am loving them too much. tandi ka lesha obloga lyoye kehe esiku.
oh my goodness greg i love this photo and luckily i remember you taking it since we were the only two pcvs up that morning....i need to somehow get the rest of your photos
@ jeremy
Ongiini? Tandi ka kundila poJenny. Kala po nawa kuume!
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