Rwanda
Northern Province

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    • Day 5–6

      Kigali to Gisenyi

      January 18 in Rwanda ⋅ ☁️ 23 °C

      Rwanda is known as The Land of a 1000 Hills and our trip across to Gisenyi on the border with DRC seemed to climb, descend or pass most of them. We are now terrified of our 225kms bike ride on The Congo-Nile Trail

      Stunning scenery, incredibly busy roadsides and bike after bike laden with tyres, sugar cane, produce and plastic water carriers etc.

      The cleanliness of the country is another big thing here. One Saturday a month, every household has to pick up litter or do small community projects. As a result, the streets, roads, towns and villages are spotless. Yet to see chewing gum on a pavement.

      A huge pride in civic duty along with discipline and following the rules, have all been part of the post genocide recovery of Rwanda.

      The other ubiquitous feature of our 5 hour, 96 mile journey was the number of traffic cops. Speeding, overtaking, non compliance of the rules of the road rakes in the revenue for the government. Glad we had a driver 😬.

      Pics of hills surprisingly - and a volcano 🌋.
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    • Day 195

      Rwanda

      June 25, 2023 in Rwanda

      Onto Kigali, the capital of Rwanda, I spent a couple of days exploring the city which was the most developed city that I'd been in since South Africa. I visited the gut wrenching Kigali Genocide Memorial that teaches about the Tutsi genocide where over half a million people were murdered in 1994.

      Next I went to Kibuye on Lake Kivu where I enjoyed the quiet and natural beauty for a few days. I went on a boat trip to see the lake and visit some islands inhabited by monkeys and fruit bats. Then I moved onto Gisenyi on the northern shore of the lake, a town with a more lively scene where I celebrated my birthday with mojitos on the lake.

      Finally I made it to Volcanoes National Park in northern Rwanda for the main event, Mountain Gorilla trekking! We trekked into the jungle to see these magnificent creatures, it was so beautiful seeing them peacefully eating in their natural habitat, watching us as we watched them. The family we visited was the Amahoro family, which means peace in kinyarwanda, the local language. The family consisted of 2 silverbacks, and a range of gorillas of all ages down to young babies. We watched them in the clearing for a while then went to watch some of them climbing the trees. We're warned to keep a distance from the gorillas for their safety, but that can be difficult as they are clearly curious and wander past for a good look, even reaching out to touch at times. I felt extremely lucky to get to see them!
      I also went on a trek into a bamboo forest to see Golden Monkeys, a rare type of monkey found in central Africa which were also very interesting to see as they chomped away on the bamboo.
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    • Day 10

      Terug na Kigali

      August 16, 2023 in Rwanda ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

      Ons staan vroegerig op, want ons het 'n kanoe bespreek vir 7uur (hoekooooom?!) Hulle vat 'n bloekomboom en hol hom uit om die kanoe te maak. Ek en Hermien sukkel aanvanklik want ons draai omtrent net in die rondte, maar later kry ons dit uitgefigure. Sy is agter en is ons enjin en ek bestuur ons en doen die rigting (en foto's - harde werk, ek weet). Ons roei om die eiland (vlg haar horlosie omtrent 2,5km). Ons sien ook 'n bootjie met klomp kinders op wat skool toe gevat word - dis hulle bussie. Ons gaan eet toe 'n rolex. Dis 'n champatti met eier (amper soos 'n dun omelet) opgerol met tamatie aan die binnekant - hulle het nie avo nie. Dis nogal sout, maar heel lekker.

      Ons gaan swem gou vir oulaas. Hermien doen die trappies 10 keer want sy sê die water is te koud om te swem. Ek swem toe maar tot aan die oorkant, siende dat ek nie gister het nie. Ek en Hermien spring toe van die duikplankrige ding af tot in die meer. Dit vat baie oortuiging. Daai meter of wat is nogal intimiderend. Daarna gaan stort ons en kry weer die bootjie en Tom om ons oor die water te vat. Die kinders van die 'village' het in die stof op ons kar geskryf 'good'. Oral langs die pad kap hulle klippe uit die berg en kap die klippe fyner met die hand.

      Ons ry toe tot by die grens (Gatuna) - wat 'n mission. Daar staan verskriklik baie trokke. Ons kom darem op die einde verby hulle en stop by die 'one stop immigration centre'. Dis nou na ons eers al ons bagasie deur die scanner moes sit en hulle als deursoek het (maar eintlik maar halfhartig). In die immigrasie sentrum staan 2 lang rye, een vir 'depart Uganda' en een vir 'arrive Rwanda'. Daar is baie mense wat sulke Oos-Afrika kaartjies het waarop hulle net stamp en dan loop hulle. Ek dink dis 'n soort visum of iets wat maak dat hulle maklik deur die Oos-Afrika lande se grense kan beweeg. Terwyl ons in die 2de ry staan kom staan daar 'n (vermoedelik Kongolese) man agter ons en dis die eerste keer wat iemand langer as Hermien is. Na die 2 rye sorteer ons die kar se goed uit en toe is ons terug in Rwanda en kan verder ry.

      Ons ry toe Kigali toe en gaan sommer direk Kimironko markie toe, want dis al donker en ons is bang dit gaan toemaak en die verkeer is mal erg. Ons koop al die laaste goed wat ons nog wou koop. Die vroue wat klere maak sit sommer net daar en maak gou die klere. Ek vra toe vir Christine om vir my 2 scrub tops vir die hospitaal te maak. Sy vat my mates en maak die klere, maar sal dit sommer vanaand nog kom aflaai by die plek waar ons bly. Ek en Hermien gaan eet toe weer by Repub lounge. Ons eet weer die heuning en rissie hoender en peas tonze want dit is baie lekker. Daar is lekker live music en, wat lyk soos expats wat 'n verjaardag partytjie hou.

      Daarna gaan ons Step town toe, waar ons slaap die aand, en my scrub tops kom toe net daar aan met 'n moto (die motorfietsies - in Uganda noem hulle dit boda-boda). Ons pak toe ons tasse reg en gaan slaap.
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    • Day 127

      When I get rich I will buy you a car

      January 21, 2024 in Rwanda ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

      After Nyungwe forest I left south along a gravel road that went east past the national park, past whatI think was called the Rukarara, a supposed source of the nile. And, it being rather early before class, I was joined by schoolclasses running alongside just shouting “good morning good morning!!”, where everyone we encountered was also picked up to join the crew. This was further from the main road, and less people begged, and everyone seemed a lot happier; a really cool start to the cycling madness with thousands of meters to climb the following days.

      Had tea in some small village — some guy showed me the way, and wanted my number afterwards, and also called me later where I kind of thought “hey dude, why you calling, what’s up”, but everyone wants my number and to write me here… — with about 6 people staring at me, but then at a village where I just wanted to buy fruits and stock up on water, things just got out of hand. It turned up a notch. Let me paint the picture: I cannot get near my bike because everyone is staring at it, to pick up my water bottle I have to ask if I can please get through, and I was doing nothing out of the ordinary. Now if I were eating a mango like I do, with a knive (I think they eat the peel here), or make coffee, I can relate. But buying bananas or water? Were they inspecting my bike for electric motors maybe?

      Ok when I had coffee after the next hill, I did gather a crew around me, but they have never seen a stove, and they kept a distance =).

      The landscapes are absolutely stunning, but brutally hard and the road quickly turned to really, really rough gravel where it was more like mountainbiking… After a long descent to Kivu lake the following day — I also made camp with the military of Rwanda one night, where the translator also wanted my number afterwards,really chill guy— I used my brake so much that the pads were all but worn out to the plate. But the views of lake kivu at the campsite made up for it. (I was struggling with the new pads which were too thick the next day, so had to cycle with extra resistance the first 50 km).

      Then I had a coffeetour in the gitesi coffee washing station, which was amazing: so much knowledge on quality, varieties, processing; and we also roasted the coffee the traditional way. Check them out. https://gitesicoffee.com/ also had a long talk with the guy about coming to work in europe, which they think is a lot easier than it is… But then their conditions are sometimes really poor, so I cannot blame them.

      But probably the best accompaniment on the bike I got by a 15 year old kid, who ran with me up the mountain (to his grandmother), just to have a conversation. He did ask for money, but not pushy, and explained it. He wanted to become a doctor, and said he was going to be rich, and then he would buy me a car, because why was I going by bike? And he ran with me all the way, even saying that other guys along the road were “bad people”, because they told him to get money from me. I gave him some small amount afterwards, which means a big deal to them… sadly immediately after I was greeted by other kids doing he “give money” thing.

      Ok I will wrap this one up. One more thing: my exped sleeping matt is fucked somehow and totally unusable, but I probably cannot find a replacement until Nairobi. (Yeah I have warranty but what good is that…). And I am now near volcanoes national park, where I will again spend money to go hiking and maybe see some monkeys.
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    • Day 136

      I got tired of chasing national parks

      January 30, 2024 in Rwanda ⋅ 🌩️ 16 °C

      The title calls for an explanation, I know. It is hard for me to say where to begin, but I will summarize a few observations:
      -- in Bwindi NP hiking costs 70$, plus extra for the guides, but the village next to it does not have electricity.
      -- local "pygmies" were evicted from the national park, so left without a livelihood; but as compensation their lifestyle, on the border of the national park, has been made a tourist attraction, on which profits they now depend.
      -- most locals in volcanoes NP or Bwindi (from talking) never see a gorilla, monkeys, or whatnot, you only see white tourists visiting here to spend inordinate amounts (1500$/750$) for visiting gorillas. I was the only one doing a "nature walk" which costs $70 atminimum.

      Visiting National Parks feels like a travesty to me: everything of the culture you experience is distilled, blended with what tourists will want to see, and tuned to tourists' desires. Then again, it is the only place to see any nature where there are no people everywhere (and I mean everywhere); I guess I just wanted to relax without chasing tourist attractions for a bit. I did do some birdwatching in Bwindi, where I saw around 20-30 different kinds of birds I have never seen before.

      Ok with that rambling out of the way, let's look at some nice pictures of nature here, shall we?

      I went back to Rwanda for a week, hanging out with some people I met in Musanze city. Now I am in Uganda again, again on my way to another national park.
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    • Day 3

      Gorilla Trekking (1 of 2)

      November 1, 2024 in Rwanda ⋅ ☁️ 54 °F

      What an amazing day! Started out with a short drive to Volcanoes National Park, where we met our guides and learned our trekking group. We then drove to the starting point of our trek, where we met our porters, and for me the guys that would carry my 'sedan.' (I thought there would be four of them, but there were eight! 😲) From here, we set out on the hike to find our designated gorilla family.Read more

    • Day 3

      Rwanda Mountain Bike Excursion

      November 1, 2024 in Rwanda ⋅ ☁️ 68 °F

      After the gorilla trek & lunch, Deb & I did a 27K mountain bike loop. Our 25-year old guide Ives had been a professional cyclist for 7 years! He was great. Our loop was partly on the main road, but mostly on gravel roads through the rural villages. These are not gravel roads like Americans are used to. They are in awful shape - big rocks and big ruts. Still, this was a great experience. As we rode, locals were either enthusiastic (mostly the kids), curious, smiling, or stone-faced (sometimes only until we said hello in their language). Young boys sometimes ran alongside us, others often looked at us curiously. Ives later told us that Rwandan women in this area do not ride bicycles. So, we stuck out for both our race and gender. Despite the road conditions, I was grateful for this experience (and a good workout 🙂).Read more

    • Day 5

      Rwanda Tidbits

      November 3, 2024 in Rwanda ⋅ ⛅ 57 °F

      On Sunday, we transferred to the Rwanda Airport, to catch a flight to Tanzania. I was surprised how much I enjoyed Rwanda. It is beautiful (green rolling hills) and clean. It's definitely a culture shock though. From Kigali to Ruhengari, there is one main paved road. It is abuzz with activity. Women carrying baskets and large full sacks on their heads, children (including very young) walking to/from school on their own, men on bicycles hauling huge loads of stuff -- we even saw one transporting a door on his bicycle, cows and goats being herded by their owners. All of this with motor bikes and cars making their way along this narrow road with barely a shoulder. I have no photos of this, unfortunately, but vivid memories.Read more

    • Day 129

      I just saved $1400

      January 23, 2024 in Rwanda ⋅ ☁️ 23 °C

      Sorry for the clickbait: I did not want to start with gorillas or monkeys or the bumpiest car rides ever.

      Volcanoes national park is known for the gorillas and people spend $1500 here to track them and spend some time with them, and the whole activity lasts a few hours. Instead I opted for the one day hike up the volcano mount bisoke, where you can sometimes get lucky. The hike was very steep, went up to 3711 meter with a beautiful crater lake at the top (no fish), and very very muddy. Beautiful flora but did not see any fauna; until we were almost all the way back down, went suddenly two silverback gorillas came across the corner. Not threatening at all, big strong muscular apes that are very chill; and so we saved quite a bit of money by getting lucky. Ok, we did not have time to hang around them, but after having felt myself what it feels like to have people constantly stare at you, I was totally satisfied with just leaving these animals alone.

      Also very interesting was the car ride to the start, which went over huge rocks for probably two kilometres, it was just a rock garden all the way; I guess they want to give a “genuine experience”. I don’t know if it’s genuine but its an experience. And the info and websites for the park are honestly really horrible, as I had to look forever to find where to book, the answer to a whatsapp question —“please contact us over whatsapp!”—was “we make your dreams a reality. Thank you for contacting us, we make your dreams a reality” (yes that was the answer), I called a service number which took me twenty minutes to find, which insisted that booking was very easy despite my objections to the contrary (it did not make it any easier), and then on the morning itself it turned out I should have also arranged a ride to the trail start (I wasn’t the only one who didn’t know). But yeah, everything worked out in the end, and nature makes you forget all that.

      Oh, there were also like 6 porters that joined and an equal number of armed personnel against buffaloes, alongside the guide; the porters join whether you ask them or not, and if you dont give them money, they don’t get paid. Well I carried my own backpack but “mine” did help in sections, so I happily gave this guy something for the help. A shit salary nonetheless.

      I decided to take another rest day before uganda, and was stressing a lot to try to find an atm that worked. People helped me a teeny tiny bit and asked for money; I was too tired so I gave in. And then something strap which is very important for my gear got stolen from my bike, which can really stress me out. Somehow other tourists seem to carry dollars with them for payment, but I am not that organised…

      Well if things go well I am heading to uganda tomorrow: Bwindi impenetrable national park, where I can again see wildlife.
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    • Day 27

      Twin lakes fishing

      November 5, 2023 in Rwanda

      We had not had wifi or data for a couple of days now, and as such we could not communicate with Caroline (Vic's friend) to discuss what time they would have their driver pick us up. We had been told 8am, but it was a lot easier for him to pick us up first. So the time changed to 7:30am but we had no way of knowing. As such, I was in the shower when the driver arrived, and we ran around trying to make breakfast, organise our belongings, and have a coffee. Although slightly late, we eventually made it, picked up the others, and headed to the twin Lakes. We arrived at a port and participated in some local fishing. I'm not sure exactly what I expected when we decided to do fish, but when they sent us out in little wooden boats with some reeds as fishing poles, I was quite surprised. I did not know what we could expect to catch, but based on the gear, they didn't expect us to catch much. We paddled out to some floating grasses and began to drop lines out just to the side of the boat. At first, there was not much luck, but gradually, we started pulling in tiny fish, which i do not know the species name, unfortunately. Their size ranged from about 1 cm to 5 cm. This was quite strange as they would definitely have been below the legal limit in Aus, but clearly, no such rules exist in Rwanda. So there was no fish turned away, and eventually, the volume started to pick up. Vic secured the most fish of the day, and due to a late increase in performance by me, we probably beat the other boat with Caroline and her 2 friends. The views from the lake made the trip worthwhile, but the fishing was actually a lot of fun. Obviously, there were no big catches, but it was a lot of fun to be fishing and being almost certain to get a bite, at least every couple of minutes. It felt more like a game with the ease in which we caught them. The surrounding areas included mount Bisoke, an active volcano, a few dormant volcano's; Mikeno, Gahinga, and Muhavura. Not to mention, a few very large mountains such as Mount Sabyinyo and Karisimbi. This made for acceptional scenery the whole time we were on the lake, and it was truly a wonderful experience. We were out there for probably 2 hours in very overcast conditions, yet somehow managed to dodge all the rain- which started as soon as we got back to land. When we arrived back to shore, we gave the little fish we caught to the kids to add to their own collection. Our guess is that they cook and sell them to make money, so we were happy to help them out as best we could. We were then ferried across the lake to an island where we sat for a few drinks and lunch. Although this was only supposed to be for a couple of hours, our lunch literally took 2 and a half hours to get out to us. This meant our poor captain sat and waited this whole time, but it was out of our control. We were very frustrated ourselves with how long it took. We had been telling Caroline about our tour and she was very intrigued. So much so that she had decided she would join until Zanzibar. An exciting and sudden prospect. She would be joining us tomorrow in Kigali.

      After the low awaited lunch, we eventually got off the island and back to the mainland. We asked our driver to take us to Byiza Lodge. We only wanted to go here for the view, but it ended up being incredibly nice and fancy. The views were even better than we expected. We could see Lake Burera, all the mountains and volcanoes, the beautiful farmland, and even 360 degrees to Lake Ruhondo. Though the views to this lake were slightly obstructed, the rest of the views were incredible and easily made the trip worth it. We stuck around for a while, playing cards and drinking while we admired the view from the restaurant. By the time we got back, dinner was ready, and we basically ate and went straight to bed. Ending a great day.
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    Northern Province, Nord, Intara y’ Amajyaruguru

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