After departing Tarangire, we
began the Archaeology portion of our safari. We picked up our Human Evolution
professor, and he accompanied us for the last leg of our journey. We went to
major archaeological sites such as Laetoli and Olduvai, and we also went to
Ngorogoro crater for a few days. Ngorogoro was really cold, and it felt nice to
wear a fleece and hat at night. Our campsite also was visited by a herd of zebras, which was fun. During our game drive in Ngorogoro we saw two
black rhinos, and that was the safari highlight. We also went to an organic
farm called Gibbs farm in Keratu, and we had probably the best meal of our
lives.
Our last stop was Lake Natron, also the site of Oldonyo Lengai, which is
a big-ass active volcano. We off-handedly decided that it would be fun to hike
said volcano, but because it is so hot during the day it would have to be a
night hike. Once we reached our campsite, we had dinner, took a short nap, and
then departed around 11 pm to the trailhead. We didn’t begin our hike until
12:40 am, and our guides warned us that it is a difficult hike so we should
have water, lights, and proper clothes. Some of us didn’t have these things,
but we laughed it off and were like “yeah, whatever. We will be fine”. We
weren’t. After about two hours of hiking in the dark, the terrain started to
become really ashy and slippery, and it started to get steep. Some of our group
members decided they were done, and turned around to go back to the cars. As we
kept ascending, the ground kept getting sketchier and steeper. After the halfway
point our guide told us “now we begin the climb”, so even more people dropped
off. It was too dark and dangerous to go down, however, so they had to sit and
wait in the dark until the sun rose. The remaining 11 of us decided to push on,
even though I was getting kind of scared and it was difficult to hold the
flashlight because I needed to use both hands at all times. Once the sun rose I
almost had a panic attack because I realized we had gone really high, and we
still had a ways to go. I kept slipping down a few inches with every step and I
had all four limbs touching the side of the mountain to keep from falling down.
It took us six and a half hours to reach the summit, and at the top I primarily
felt cold and miserable. All I could think about is that we had to somehow get
back down vertical scree and dust. It didn’t help that I hadn’t slept or eaten
in a very long time. The decent was…interesting. We were all getting a little
bit delirious, and I couldn’t stand so I slid down on my butt most of the way.
Loose rocks would come tumbling down every so often, so we would scream “ROCK
ROCK ROCK” and the people in front would cover their heads and duck. There were
a few close calls but no one got hurt. It took us five hours to get down, and
in the end our hike was a 12-hour experience. I was so glad when it was over,
and I have a sore body and bruises and cuts to show for it (there is a big one
on my butt from all of the sliding on the ash and rocks). Retrospectively I
guess it was sort of fun. That was the grand finale of our six-week adventures.
The next day we drove back to Arusha, and yesterday we had a 12-hour bus ride back
to Dar filled with lots of horrible movies and music videos.
We
will be in Dar Es Salaam for the last three weeks, and I am going to do my best
to make peace with this city. We don’t have any classes, so our only
responsibilities will be to study for our Ecology and Human Evolution finals,
and to type up our research reports. I think I have thoroughly bored my
audience, so I will cut it off here. I’m sure I will post later about my last
few weeks in Dar. It actually feels good to be back, and now I have internet,
so please send me updates on life at home! Baadaye.
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