Caring about hippoes

I stop for the night at lake Bassotu and try to hide from the wind. In the dark a nearby farmer comes over and tries to convince me to be afraid of hippoes. He complains that they sneak into his maize field at midnight and devour his precious crops. I tell him to plant additional crops here where I stay at the waterfront so that the hippoes avoid his other fields. They also have a hard life. The water level rose within the last years and the grassy areas which served as their dinner disappeared. But he prefers chasing them away with his machete. Officially he is a teacher but does not earn enough money with this job to feed his family 😔Läs mer