Your chances of survival are excellent

We've been all kinds of busy with a variety of work and play. The rabbit house and chicken coop are completely finished and occupied. We have 4 rabbits now, one male and three females. It turns out the female rabbits were already pregnant when we got them, so we are going to be up to our eyeballs in rabbits in a few weeks. Should be interesting. The kids have been doing a great job collecting food for them and keeping their house clean. I came up very early one morning to meet with the fundi, and I found Vincent just sitting in the rabbit house watching them. Presh.

(Tate, Daniel, and Vincent)

Tate has altered her sustainability project a little to include a water system and gutters, instead of planting some new crops. We decided the water situation was more pressing. Currently the water source is about 100 yards down the hill; which doesn't sound that far........ until you are in the shoes of the 10 year old lugging a 10 or 20 liter gerry can up and down several times a day. Now that Giddeon has finished the rabbit houses we have contined to keep him busy almost everyday and he will be installing the tank, gutters, etc.

(Giddeon putting in the cement pad to support a very heavy water tank)

We took a little 3 day break and went to visit the Maasai Mara and my friend Isaac took us in a wonderful safari. We stayed at a new lodge called Osero, that was absolutely lovely, and because its low season, we were the only people in the whole camp. It's a small, intimate little camp that makes you feel like you're sleeping right in the middle of the savannah........which we kinda were. We were reminded of how close we were to the animals when a herd of Cape Buffalo tried to plow their way thought the meager fence. We heard all the Maasai guards shouting things like "wapi?" (where?) and "kuja kuja" (come, come!). Then they went off running.....so of course Catherine and Tate jumped up to follow. If you think a charging Cape Buffalo sounds scary, you should see a Maasai warrior yell and throw his club. We watched them chase the thousand pound buffalos away with nothing but a club and a knife, and we just stood there with our months open. I felt, at that moment, that as long as we remained behind the Maasai, we couldn't have been safer. When we asked Isaac if people ever die on safari, his response was, "your chances of survival are excellent." I had to agree.

(My girls resting at the top after a sunrise hike in Maseno).

 

Jessie

 

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