God Save the Queen

God Save the Queen

Inshasha smallThere are more than twice as many people in Uganda now as when we visited 13 years ago. The population has doubled. Doubled, as in every person times two. It is almost inconceivable. Where do they live? What do they eat? Crops are grown on every surface that can be farmed and no slope is too steep. Agriculture keeps much of the population busy, but it is not a high paying industry unless you own the farm. We spoke to local people who told us teachers are poorly trained and rarely paid and the local paper’s headline said a high percentage of children cannot do sums and subtraction. From Rwanda to here, it is out of the frying pan into the fire. No wonder so many people ask us if anyone can make it in America.

We enter Uganda at the crumbling Katuna border post where the trucks are fish smallstacked 10 long and three deep. It is surprisingly efficient and we quickly adjust to driving on the left again – Rwandans drive on the right. Best to drive sober in all these countries. A few kilometers from the border, Lake Bunyonyi has facilities for us at the edge of lake – we are the only campers on this steep and lovely piece of property. There’s bandas (rooms) and a restaurant and since it is Sunday the local folks are making an outing of it, visiting the lake and having lunch. A group walks into our camp and exclaims, “look at the white people” to their children. They whip out their phones and pose for photos with us; they have me hold the baby and take photos, all the while chatting in their local language. What a hoot.cham small

Uganda is a former British colony and to honor the visit of Queen Elizabeth back in the day, they renamed the Kazinga National Park – it is now Queen Elizabeth National Park. I find that charming for some reason. Queen, as it is called, is the second largest park, consisting of rivertine areas, huge grass-covered plains, and the remnants  of volcanic explosion craters. Large mammals are a bit scarce, decimated by poaching in the ’70s but coming back slowly. Lions, elephant, elusive leopard, and prodigious bird life make it interesting. Here we scouted for the famous tree-climbing lions – their favorite fig trees are marked on the map! Ross's Turaco 2 smallWe did not see them, the weather was quite unsettled and much rain came down so likely they were wet and miserable under some bush. However, I did not feel skunked as I spotted this bird – the Ross’s Turaco – Ross's Turaco smalland it was kind enough to sit still for photos. I’ve seen it twice before, both times at Kapishya Hot Springs, and it was so twitchy I could never get close. These shots don’t do it justice – on the wing it has gorgeous magenta feathers that flash like neon. It is one of few birds with that color feather. Isn’t it adorable?

Other species spotted include this African Blue Flycatcher and this Fan-tailed Widowbird. The Black headed Gonolek has become quite common, I don’t go all primate when I see one now.  Fire finches and Fineafrican blue flycatcher small-spotted woodpeckers are lovely. They are not on the “Ugly Five” list – not to be confused with the Big Five (lion, leopard, rhino, elephant and buffalofan tailed widow small). This Marabou Stork qualifies, in fact I think it is on the top of the ugly list. But what can you do when you’ve evolved this big air sac for flying high and it happens to be pink? Deal with it.marabou small

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  • Colleen Daly says:

    I love it that you wrote, “What a hoot.” I can just hear you saying that….

    Also I love the idea of people coming into your camp and asking to pose with you, and giving you the baby to hold! What a hoot, indeed!

    You are so so so so so fortunate to be out of the country now. I suggest you stay away until at least the November elections, maybe longer depending on the results. It is very difficult being a sensitive thinking person now and watching our democracy crumble around us. I have a book I would suggest you read. Is there any way I can mail books to you?

  • Anonymous says:

    How hilarious to be the token “whites”. I remember being embraced for my whiteness in the South Pacific. A unique turn of the tables.
    Good fun.

    I will never look at birds the same again after following your blog. I’m becoming fascinated with their diversity in shape and color and size!!
    That Marabou is outstanding. I don’t know that I’d ever stop flipping out when seeing them. It’s such a large bird. Does it move very fast or not really care too much?

    Love the reflection of the homestead vehicle in the road water. What a life you are living. Being here is almost intolerable for me when reading these wonderful stories.

    • Ann says:

      Yeah, the Marabou will stroll off and disappear if they are bothered. I hope for some good close-ups one of these days, the detail of their ugliness deserves attention, haha

  • Bob says:

    I’m up to date! Carry on

  • marlene says:

    Yes, that Ross’s Turaco is lovely. What a shade a yellow, bet the ladies love it. But the Marabu Stork…ok he is ugly but he is so ugly he’s adorable. Reminds me of a Jerusalem Cricket, they are so ugly I feel sorry for them. That is a hell of a road shot too, doesn’t look as though rain would make it any better. How does it qualify on a scale of 1-10?

    • Ann says:

      Funny thing about the Turaco – the females are the same color so what is the advantage of such brilliant plumage and beaks? And that stork – well, I’m sure his mother loves him, right? Now the road. . . this was actually a pretty good road, very scenic and not as rocky on the roadbed as some, I’d scale it a 10 for scenic and a 5 for difficulty. Still, you are right, I wouldn’t want to be there in a down pour.