Naivasha

There were lots of warning signs everywhere that it may be dangerous to camp under a tree as branches might fall down. We had still put our tent under a tree for some shade.. and we survived ðŸ˜‰

Then we rented mountain bikes from the camp (seems the last two, as we were told a group of people had just left, half an hour ago) and went to look for a place to have breakfast. We found one, and had tea, chapati and eggs.

Arriving at the Hell’s Gate Entrance by bike, we just skipped the whole line of cars and went to the front. It was possible to pay using Mpesa, after asking we even got a map of the park, and then we were inside. It was a nice even way and we saw zebras and buffaloes on the way to the gorge.

There, we hadn’t wanted to take a guide, but the one guy told us he’s cheaper than anyone else and there is so much we would miss without him.. well… And he was probably really worth his money as I wouldn’t have believed the normal way to include so much climbing around over totally unmarked rocks.

After the hike through the gorge, we sat down for a while and watched the monkeys.

The last part of our bike tour ended up being much harder – going uphill for quite a while. Again and again. Back in town, we bought water, then some cold beer at our camp, and went to the neighbour camp to the swimming pool! It was great and refreshing but it got quite cold really soon and we left for a hot shower and then dinner.

The camp is right at the lake, during the day it’s possible to walk to the water, but at night there’s an electric fence to keep hippos and humans apart. It was fascinating to see them walk around there as soon as it was dark!

On our last morning, we packed our tent and went to the same cafe for breakfast. And just before us, some white woman walked in.. She offered us to share a table, right under the TV, then first turned the TV’s sound off as it annoyed her, and told us how she had been coming there for 6 weeks and the owners still didn’t understand how she wanted her breakfast 🙂