On our final day, we took another route along the river in hopes of seeing the elephants one last time, and we were in luck....seeing the elephants....but we also got stuck in the river and had to call on the CB for help.
Wolfgang said he should have gotten out and stuck a stick in the rut since they're much deeper than they look if an elephant has stepped in it.
There were elephants in the area. David got out to take a couple photos but Wolfgang told us to stay in the vehicle since a bull elephant was charging in our direction (albeit from a great distance) and we'd be safe if we stayed inside. He had radioed for help and had to go get a longer chain to pull us out.
We waited and the elephants went around us.
Help arrived, and we continued on another route along the river.
One reason help was close by and we got out within an hour was our spotting of the following wild dogs.
The wild dogs look a lot like hyenas and are seldom seen. Our guide had not seen them in three and a half years, so, when word got out over the CB that they were in the area, other vehicles were conveniently located nearby when we needed help.
I shot this video at some distance so it's a little shaky.
Finally, a few shots of things in town and along the road to Arusha or on earlier treks between parks.
From an earlier visit by Obama and Kerry.
tribunal located there...
modern structures in Arusha
traditional transportation...
road construction and traditional garments...
market day...
local transit.
a few bananas...
...a headless black mamba on the road We stopped briefly to see but didn't get out. Our guide said you can die in seconds from one bite, and villagers have to kill it if they see it. They cut the head off and throw the rest on the road for cars to run over and render harmless. If it had been left on the ground to rot, someone could step on the skeleton and still die from the poison.
local houses of tribal folk.
Although we did run across one synagogue, one Hindu temple and several mosques, most of the time we saw Christian churches, this one in the countryside was Baptist
I'm never far from studying communication. We had Wi-Fi at every lodge, even in the middle of game preserves, though the speed was slow.
The British influence survives....
And I end up where I started in Tanzania, at the airport, heading for a flight to Nairobi, to Brussels, to Newark, to Cleveland, with an 8 hour time difference and a drop of some 60 degrees.
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