Day 13 - Lake Naivasha

After the excitement of seeing all the animals yesterday at Lake Nakuru National Park, it was good to basically relax at Lake Naivasha, although there were a number of optional activities that we could undertake.

Above: Our campsite at Lake Naivarsha, Crayfish Camp. The tents, behind them the little cabins, and behind them the enormous hothouses, where they grow millions of roses for export. Below: The truck at the kitchen area.

Above: The rondavels, where the crew stayed. Dominic hanging out his washing. Below: A Marabou Stork nest high in a tree.

Above: The Reception area. Below: Maggs from Poland, relaxing in the shade.

Above: The restaurant Below: The Lat/Lon notice.

Above: Looks a bit yukky, doesn't it? Something, possibly an ant, bit me just at or under the side of my watch, on my left forearm, and everything was all swollen. I put some Tea-Tree antiseptic ointment on it. It didn't heal; it got worse, and worse, to the stage that I was feeling rather under the weather from the infection, which had spread all around my arm. Hmmmmmmm, the tea-tree isn't working; rather, it's exacerbating the problem. Stop using it! So I rummaged around in my bags till I found the Hydrogen Peroxide and splathered that all over it. A noticable improvement next morning, and much improvement over the next couple of days. It had healed completely within a week. For some reason, I must have become allergic to tea-tree, as I've always used it.

One of the options available to us was a visit to Elsamere, the home established by Joy and George Adamson, who were famous for their work with lions, most noticeably Elsa, the heroine of Born Free and various other films and books. The entrance fee of only US$10 included "High tea" on the lawns. We sat under the sprawling trees, enjoying our lovely tea and baked items. We were watching the colobus monkeys, a colony of which Joy had established here many years ago, playing in the trees, and getting closer and closer to us, until one started down the trunk of the tree. We thought nothing of it, until the little rascal made a sudden high-speed dash over to the table, jumped up over my knee onto the table, grabbed a scone (with jam and cream) and another biscuit in each hand and raced back up into the tree, where he sat, licking his lips! I was gobsmacked! How dare he pinch my goodies!

Below: The guilty party, with the stolen goodies still in his hands.

Above and Below: They are beautiful monkeys, with their long, sweeping tails.


Above and Below: The delightful grounds of Elsamere.

Above: The dock on Lake Naivasha

Above and below: One of the monkeys had a tiny baby, which she kept fairly well hidden from sight. But when she went walkabout and changed trees, we finally got a sighting of the little one.

Above: a very relevant motto. Below: a decent sized buffalo boss.

Unfortunately, both Joy and George were murdered - Joy in 1980 and George in 1989. Both were killed by local natives, with Joy being killed by a personal staff member whom she had just sacked for some reason.

(borrowed from the web!)

Above: A Superior Starling, showing the colourful chest and body to complement the irridescent blue back. (I couldn't seem to get a good photo of one, myself) These birds are all over this area of Africa.

It was a gentle, relaxing visit, as we had watched a documentary on Joy's life achievements before partaking of our high tea. She is an exceptionally good artist, with many, many of her works hanging in galleries around the world, with most in the galleries and museums here in Kenya. She was the official artist for the flowers of Kenya, producing 700 flora paintings, and produced 600 paintings of cultural peoples.

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