It’s been a real hectic few weeks and I’m now working hard to complete the Gambia guide book before my end of May deadline, so here just a few notes and pictures of whats happened over the past few weeks (up until my family visiting that is).
I mentioned earlier about Phil and Matt coming from Mali on jakarta motorcycles (cheap Chinese motorbikes). They also had a drone and shot some incredible footage including this photo of our house:
Phil blogged about their journey – part two includes great photos of their stay in the Casamance and at our place. We get some mentions in part three too.
One day a couple of monkey heads on stakes showed up on the edge of our land. Was it a curse? Powerful ju-ju? Well…you’ll have to wait until my third book to find out.
Two or three days a week I’ll take the kids to the beach – things took a a darker turn when my family turned up, but you’ll hear about that in the next blog.
I taught Gulliver to body surf. I started taking him in the sea from about 3 or 4 weeks so he’s a real water baby. Khady was not impressed at the time (her cousin drowned in the Joola shipping disaster so she is fearful of the sea) but is happy to see how confident he is now. Alfie thinks there are crocodiles in the sea and is scared. Not helped when our bar man Ibby found a croc on the beach at the weekend (only about a foot long baby).
There’s been plenty more Diola dance ceremonies, usually with a fair bit of knife cutting:
I’ve still got to paint the posts, but the new gate is starting to take shape, although someone asked if it’s a tribute to Trump.
Gully and Alfie like to wander out to watch the cows, much like I did at their age.
The guests keep rolling in – below is Titus who had bought a motorcycle in Dakar, read my first book and then took off on an epic road trip with the Little Baobab as his holy grail.
Then thirteen young Dutch guys arrived. I organised a trip to the swamps and then a journey back to the Gambia on motorbikes – almost all the jakarta drivers in Abene showed up:
And I finally got round to transporting my canoes down from Serrekunda:
Which made a couple of lads very happy:
Talking of which, I also brought over a bike for Gullivers birthday – his is the one on the left:
Gulliver is typically found clutching a chicken or two.
Or a drum.
Some guests arrived from the MRC (Medical research council) in Banjul. I first met Anna at the lost luggage counter in Gatwick. Along with Rodrigo, a Mexican, we’d all lost our bags somewhere along the way and now both Rodrigo and Anna have been to visit.
To finish off, I spotted this “mask tree” on route to the beach.