Saturday May 4th, 2013
Wow what a week. The roller coaster continues this time I’m
at a peak. Monday started off with a big tree planting organized by the
Agriculture office in a rural area to try to protect a big hillside from
eroding. It was neat to see some women from the office trekking up the hill in
their skirts and little plastic shoes to plant the trees. When we first arrived
the men of the surrounding community were chanting a song to help them dig the
holes for the trees. Planting went quick and I hope some of the 4,000 seedlings
we planted survive. Afterwards we were invited into the community leaders home
to eat cultural food- gunfo (a sticky paste made of ground flour with melted
local butter-kinda gross), chicko (a different paste made of barley-kinda tasty),
and irgo (chunky sour milk- very gross). But it was a lot of fun and I made a
complete mess of myself trying to juggle all the food that was handed to me.
Wednesday I hoped on a minibus to Dinsho a town about 45
minutes away to help Matt, another PCV, experiment with making fuel briquettes
out of local materials. The aim is to make a briquette that uses all local,
free materials that can be easily made and work as a substitute to charcoal or
wood taken from the few remaining forests. We made different batches using
leaves from the Koso and Eucalyptus tree, wood chips, and paper. The trick is
making them compact enough to hold together while allowing enough air to keep
them burning. We used a press that had been made following a model used in
other developing countries that makes hockey puck sized donuts. It will take a
few weeks to dry then will be the fun part of burning them. While making the
briquettes a huge hailstorm poured down making the water in the mixture
freezing cold. Our hands were numb by lunch and we sloppily tried to eat our
lunch of byaynat- injera with a mix of different wats (lentil, potato, beet
sauces). Oh the challenges of eating with your hands!
Friday I again hoped a minibus to Dinsho, 10 birr and a
pretty ride, this time to go hiking up into the national park. Following a dirt
track that went up the valley past several cow dung mud hut homes and chunkily
plowed fields we slowly ascended into another world. Spikey “Fire Poker’s” were
just starting to send up their long red flower and the landscape turned into an
open valley surrounded by big rocky cliffs. A dark cloud hovered above sprinkling
rain which added to the mystery. (Yay for being raised in the NW and having
rain gear!). After about 10km we entered
a huge open field that was pockmarked with mole holes- homes of the endemic
Giant Mole Rat (about the size of a large fuzzy guinea pig). At the edge of the field Matt spotted our
objective- the endemic Ethiopian Wolf- the most endangered canine in the world,
an estimated 400 are left. Although technically a wolf they look more like a
fox with long legs and reddish fur. Very beautiful. They primarily hunt the
giant mole rat and perched from a rock overlooking the valley we watched a wolf
stalk then pounce on several plump rats. So fun!
Sadly a storm came in with bone chilling wind so we had to
hit the trail back to Dinsho. Hiking in the park was a beautiful inspiring day
of seeing all sorts of exotic plants and birds. It made me excited to come back
and explore more. It also made me realize I need to hike more- I was plum
tuckered after hiking at least 20km in one day. After the minibus ride back to
Goba I hobbled to my home and immediately went to sleep. Dreaming of course of
Giant mole rats and Ethiopian wolves.
PS- I was also thinking of my family especially Mom and
Rachael, and my dear friend Heather on their birthdays! Hugs to all!
Aw, you sweet girl. I'm so honored to be mentioned in your blog! Sorry you're having to eat so much sticky, gross food. Guess we'll have to work on another care package of yummies! Keep up the great adventures and thanks for sharing them with us ... Love and hugs~ Heather
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