End of businessMay 27 in Tanzania ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C
Modern Scottish-Usambaran far-from-home office.
Modern Scottish-Usambaran far-from-home office.
The rear, single-piston brake calipers look better than the front ones. At least the rubber boots are not damaged and the pistons are retracting smoothly with slight force. After struggeling a whole day I managed to unmount the front calipers after applying Ballistol over night and with the help of a metal tube extension which I got from Indian guests from Dar. These guests also took the calipers back to Dar today in order to be refurbished at Eckhard's truck workshop (the German where I plan to leave my car once I fly out of Tanzania)! :-D
Meanwhile I discovered another problem with my oil-dripping transfer gearbox. Apparently the seal of the front drive shaft is leaking around a teaspoon of tea-coloured, clean oil per night. When I return to Dar this will also be a nice task for Eckhard :-)Read more
Donald openes his missile silos and launches a bunch of tiny black wasps (Braconidae) to infiltrate the next victims of his own kind while Bariati prepares dinner for 25 guests and I enjoy the sun in pleasant anticipation of the dinner :-)
Höhö. Last time in Dar I bought spare front brake pads. Even managed to find genuine Toyota parts! Yesterday I decided to "quickly replace the old ones" because this usually is no big deal. After removing the front left wheel I already saw that the right pad was unevenly used which indicates that one of the four brake pistons is stuck. The uneven pad would not have lasted the next descend to Mombo probably!
Had this problem with my motorbike as well once where I managed to push the piston further out, clean it from the outside and push it back in. With the Land Cruiser it is much more fucked up. The piston only comes out when I brake with running engine and active brake booster. This already is a bad sign. Its outer rubber sleeve is punctured and the piston corroded. And after cleaning, there is no way to push it back in! We tried all possible levers but more force will only destroy either the piston or the disc. It also is unwilling to be turned.
So, hmm, now I either have to refurbish the whole brake caliper here after ordering spare seals and even new piston(s). Or I send it to Dar for refurbishment. Or I find a refurbished caliper with fresh seals somewhere. First of all I'm going to also check on the right wheel's situation ... :-D
Update: On the front right wheel it's similar: the inner lower piston is completely stuck as well and the upper will not retreat completely :-\Read more
Oh this cat! Around a month ago she was brought here from the other manager's home in order to catch some mice around the administration building, although being advanced in pregnancy. But directly in the beginning she disappeared and gave birth to her cubs in some hidden place. Not surprising considering the two to seven dogs strolling permanently around our premises.
A few days after she reappeared but nobody was able to tell where the kittens were hiding. For many days we even didn't know if she still was feeding them because in our understanding she spent way too much time around the main cottage begging for food and just sleeping on a pillow. And she seemed to keep her milk. Later she got quite annoying and scavenged for days and days around the main cottage, peeked in every corner, under every part of the straw roof, meowing desperately as if in search for her babies. She also got more attached to us, demanding love and cuddles.
We suspected that she stopped producing milk as her teats appeared to be empty. She had a favourite place under the roof where she constantly went during her searches and where I managed to crawl once but I did not find any traces of offsprings. Finally, we decided that her little ones must have been looted or that she rejected them.
She calmed down and somehow decided to hang out most of her time with me now. Wherever I walk around the lodge, she follows me like a dog and keeps dancing between my legs so that I have to take care not to step on her or to kick her around occasionally. She likes to fall back and then, full of energy, she speeds like a cheetah, rushes up a tree next to me just to jump down again and meow at me.
For a few days now she follows me into my cottage in the evenings and, after cleaning her coat and also licking my fur, she curls up into a warm ball of cosiness on my pillow, just between my shoulder and my ear, having no problem to stay there for 12 hours.
Once she brought me a tick as a present and I burned it satisfyingly until it released a delightful "pff". We like each other. Apart from souvenirs from the bush she is very clean and good-smelling! She chases off any single dog or other cat and tries to disturb my telephone conferences in every manner by purring into the mic. During her most affectionate greetings she looks straight into my eyes, puts her ears to the side, her paws around my neck and attacks me by chewing and ripping on my beard and gently biting into my chin. Or is she actually trying to kill me? What a wonderful, delicate, mysterious, tiny, little creature! But, our claw-free adventure might soon be interrupted by some interesting news from the embassy ...
Meanwhile I read some pages in "Born Free" by Joy Adamson where she describes episodes of a lioness being released into Kenya's wilderness and producing cubs there. In Joy's detailed narrations the lioness behaves quite similarly to my cat at hand - also seeming not to produce any milk during the early weeks while spending a lot of time in camp - and I have the feeling that our kitty still might be hiding her little monsters somewhere and that she's just a professional in deceiving all of us.Read more
Means breakfast day! I get surprised in the morning with my beloved avocado eggs having two candles on top, with bean upgrade and coriander, guava juice and coffee! Everything is well cat-proof due to homeopathic doses of chili powder. All morning staff and the dogs join the visit and I start the day with sun in my face, yay!
Meanwhile my folks far at home gathered around video conferencing tools to sing nightly Geburtstagsständchen and a warm-hearted friend of the Scotch Schölling family even composed a bagpipe song for me. Awesomeness! =)
For lunch Jutta and Gerd from Lushoto join us. They arrived with Uwe and two Italian cyclist who also travel around the world for 6 years already. We have pizza with cheese crust and some beers in the sun. Dinner preparation is defined by a huge pierogi manufacturing chain. Yum, what a tasty day! From Dagmara I get a nice wooden carving of my Land Cruiser :-DRead more
And what I see is what you won't get.
This Sunday is hiking day and we explore some caves north of Mambo. Far more impressive are the great views we get from the rocks above the caves!
Unfortunately during the hike one of the dogs tries to snack a sheep and we are forced to buy it from the owner. At the lodge it gets treatment and joins Dolly, the other sheep which has been attacked by a dog before. Two days later while trying to perform in home officing I will be going to witness sheep legs, a sheep's head and sheep ribs being carried through our premises. Dolly is alone again.Read more