2007 January 1st - January 16th Uganda, Kampala, Murchison Falls, Jinja,
January 17th - January 23rd, Sigean, Barcelona
Dateline: 2024 January 25th Toronto, Ontario
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My (ex) book keeper, David Reiner Fraud artist and fugitive, here in Jinja where we finally met and he confessed to actually stealing from his clients. A real shock to me! |
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South bound to the other (African) great lakes (Edward & George)
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This trips travelling map
A trek to meet up with my one time book keeper and look for a place to build my retirement home
Neither worked out
Uganda is simply Africa Lite
Somewhere, there are negatives or more probably digital pix of my time at the horse safari and falls on the Nile. It was quite a frightening ride as I remember, but that may be all I ever claim, the memories. Hold the front blog!
Found lots of material on my archived videos, that's where a whole pile of stuff resides
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I leave Toronto on new years eve flight, Heathrow on a new years day flight. It's cheaper Here's my hostel, some way out of town There's an ad for accommodation in Murchison Falls park. I book it. I should have headed out for gorilla's instead |
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I stay in a hostel in Kampala and sort out my brain |
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Instead of heading straight to the Gorilla watching |
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I book into the Murchison Falls Park |
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It's good to be back in Africa |
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And be immersed in the continent again |
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But after my Southern Africa trips with the family, this is actually very tame, except for local "terrorists" which were actually, quite real |
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I meet up with Paco, a Spanish guy who just enjoys travel and photography. |
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I become his chauffer, which works for both of us
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It looks like everything is under exposed |
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So, at least I can use Paco's correctly exposed shots |
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We took a guard to some of the park See notes re "terrorists" |
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Murchison Falls, dusk |
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Your correspondent, correctly exposed |
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My shots. These seem to work better |
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It was a fun outing |
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My newish digital camera, with my ancient telephoto lens |
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And why not, sun setting |
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We hung around for quite a while |
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Pretty much, thoughts on a common theme I guess |
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The falls are actually just to the right |
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This is just pictorial mood music |
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Next day, I'm on the tourist boat, heading to the falls |
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Now this does look familiar |
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I guess if this is the Nile, these are Nile Crocodiles |
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Actually, the tails are quite tasty, but I don't want to catch is, or skin it |
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So that's it. Previous shots from somewhere up there I remember being pretty unimpressed with this, but what else to do as a tourist here |
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No big tuskers any more, I wonder why |
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I guess this qualifies as big game |
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We used to get a kick out of these in Kenya |
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And a good laugh from these |
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There's pretty much no one else in the park |
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Just driving down a back tack, and this gut not only just turned up but also hung around for those important 5 seconds |
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Well, I'd invested in coming here |
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So, I guess this is the usual tourist Oooohs and Aaaaass |
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One more night, and I'm heading out I've decided to head to Gorilla watch, but even though I have a 4 x 4 vehicle, I only make about 1, 2Km down the road before I give up. It's totally corrugated and this vehicle will not make another 150Km I have been given a contact for a property, I head out there but it's another waste of time. I head back to Kampala |
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Stopping at a Chimpanzee sanctuary where I get a personalised individual tour |
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Stay hydrated, just about anything that's wet and clean will work |
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After lunch, we head out for the most demanding rapid
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We were warned to hang on |
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Well, we got what we signed up for |
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We all got totally lost. |
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I kept hold of something but I still remember coming up thinking
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"I'm never going to do this again" Looks like I'm the only one who needed hauling back in |
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And then, it's all over |
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Back into civvies, thankfully |
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I'm done in town, so I head to Jinja next day On the Nile, just up from the rapids, a horse safari outfit |
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I take the 3 hour ride. Solo tourist mode I said I was "experienced", which bit my arse and occasionally when I got caught in Acacias, ripped my flesh |
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North towards the Nile islands |
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I think she had a pretty good idea of my riding ability. She never turned round to confirm my skills level |
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I meet David at a bus stop, and as, at this time, he was a fugitive, I sponsored his time with me Next day, hanging out again David did some accounting work here years past, so he has contacts |
Somewhere in here, I contacted the group that had a plot of land for sale. I was hoping to build a house and move here to retire.
A surveyor and lawyer arrived, courtesy of David's contact, I was introduced to the land, shown the trees and lumps of rocks which delineated the boundaries and I was inducted into the tribe.
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David & I continue to investigate investment opportunities Here is the view from one of the properties |
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They are both right on the river This would be part of one of them
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And meet the locals, my new neighbours?
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We are escorted around 2 properties |
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If we/ I are buying, we need to be admitted to the tribe first
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We need to be admitted to the tribe first
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We attend to the tribal hearth and are inducted into the clan I think I'm still a member |
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This is the David I thought I knew........ |
I made no commitment, and the deposit David and I had made several years ago went to said surveyor and lawyer.
All in all, I'm very happy with my decision and consequent non move. We head to the source of the Nile, just down the dirt track
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We ham it up, fugitive style |
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David is/ was a lovely guy, but trusting him again? I think I'll pass on that |
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My (ex) book keeper, David Reiner Fraud artist and fugitive, here in Jinja where we finally met and he confessed to actually stealing from his clients. A real shock to me!
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The sun sets after a hectic day of land buying (apparently I did commit, but never actually bought anything) David and I depart company. Seems that he's still living on a lump of cash I sent him. I never got it back We won't meet again until I visit him in prison in Toronto He ended up getting 3 years at Kingston Jail. His wife was the first person in Canada to serve divorce papers over the internet I was the only person ever to visit him
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After Jinja, I head across the country, again toward the great lakes, maybe Gorilla's |
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Lots of this. Welcome to Africa folks
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After my trek to Jinja, I'm back into Africa Lite again |
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The road to Queen Elizabeth game park is pretty good |
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Well, this was a standard sight in Zimbabwe but much bigger elephants there |
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Certainly Africa
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Good to get back to my African routes
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Quite a lot, but all young and relatively tusk less. There's a message here folks
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We (me and other tourists), have a guide |
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I think that this is on the way back |
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It's still Africa, but if you have lived here (Africa) for 5 years and did a self drive safari with the family twice for 9 months, this is tame stuff I have had enough of Africa "Africa'd Out" I state in a video Gorilla's? Can't be bothered anymore Time to head home |
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A few days left to explore |
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Probably Lake Mburo |
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And the local wildlife |
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This is the troop. Nasty things if you are not careful folks
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Just hanging out in the dilapidated hide Tame stuff
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Well, tame can still be life threatening |
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Looks like just the right size for a canoe
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More of a large zoo I guess |
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I stop at a fuel station to fill up and chat in Swahili "You speak Swahili with a Nairobi accent" the clerk tells me
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Another tourist trap, Uganda style on a more travelled route
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Kampala chaos. Heading home I guess that this is my last trip to Africa
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I leave Entebbe on January 16th and (presume) I arrived in Perpignan the next day
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Mid January, Pied a Newts, Sigean, France. Nirvana |
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And of course, down for our celebratory Bi valves |
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at Martines, Leucat |
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Mad dogs and English tourists etc |
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Les Pontoons, Peyriac-de-Mer |
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An old salt marsh |
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This to become a regular event until Pied a Newt no longer exists (2023) Port Mahon |
And that, once again gentle reader
Is all he wrote
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