
Several years ago we stopped at
Amani Mountains on our way back from a vacation in
Bagamoyo on the Tanzanian coast.
It is several hours out of the way but we are enchanted with the area and have gone back another3 times and even bought 10 acres on a ridge with a big mud and wattle house.
Amani doesn't know much about red tape, yet. We often arrive late, although we have to drive through nature reserves they aren't crazy about making us pay huge
usage fees. The last time we just said we are land owners and that satisfied the gate keeper.
(Yes there will be bikes in this post.)
For this year's 'Christmas trip" we decided on the
Amani option, leaving before Christmas and staying til boxing day before moving on to the Pare Mountains for two
Lusingu family functions in
Suji.

The only bad issue with going to
Amani for holidays is that it is a 7 hour car drive (for us) with some stops . It is 430 km. As we passed the Kilimanjaro massive and headed south east we had strong winds from the west, which is opposite to what is normal and it picked up dust as you see in the picture here. After another half hour the strong dust winds turned into a torrential rain and I had to slow down to 30-50
kmph just to be able to see. Every time I met a bus or semi trailer I lost visibility in the spray coming off that vehicle for 2 seconds.

Before the rains started I pulled the land rover over to take a picture of the dust and there was his nice
aloe vera flowering. We are strong believers in the
medicinal value of the plant and use it topically for burns
and wounds as well as orally.
After the first couple of trips I started putting the bicycle on the roof and doing early morning rides or riding to the
trail head to meet the others, or riding the 30 km to the main highway in
Muheza.

Although we have a 3 room house it is occupied by a neighbor and not furnished yet, so we opted for staying in the Guest House of the Tea Research Station.
Here is
Nashesha and her good buddy
Mariamu having breakfast in the living room. The guest house is a house modified to have 3 self contained bedrooms, a large sitting / eating room, and staffed by a wonderful woman Rose. The rooms are $5 and the meals about $2. Like the place is
obscenely cheap.
Nashesha and
Mariamu felt like queens in their own beds and bathroom. The other advantage is there is no good cell coverage in the house! Paradise.

My girls (sorry to include you mom) got up to late to see this sunrise. But that allows me to sneak off for a few hours bike ride.
It is a fair amount of up and down, but rewarded with views like the one at top of this post.

Here the switch back is visible in the dense forest below me. About 45% of the time i would be riding through forest, 45% in tea plantations and 10% in villages or small farm land.
On day 2's ride I rode a longer loop of about 50km and in the middle stopped in a big village for some tea. I enjoyed the interaction more than the tea itself. I had a pastry and the bill came to 250
shs. about $0.20. Luckily I thought ahead and had the right change!

Fortified with that i continued the loop . I passed this old waterwheel along one river.

I have no map of the area, google
doesn't show the roads, I don't recognize hardly anything, I have no idea where I was but our friend Elias had written down the names of each villages to pass through and that was my "map".
I was never sure exactly which direction I was going or where I had passed through when I
looked backwards, but it did not bother me much. I stopped often to ask if this was the way to
xxxxx.

As I am riding alone I rarely get a picture of a bicycle, so i had to find from another trip . this Christmas I
stayed on roads but there are short trails like this all over the forest.

Christmas Eve day we hiked up to our place and sat on the porch in a heavy downpour eating sugar cane from the
shamba.

We recently bought a smaller plot along a river. The road is
across this river and for now you get there by this branch
across the river. the
bamboo servers as hand holds.

This time I decided to drive down with the family instead of riding the bike, and we stopped and climbed down to the waterfall.
Nashesha and Mariamu got in the water up to their thighs and walked around.

From
Amani we drove past the North
Usambaras and into the Pare mountains, to our home village. Here is us following Elton
Lusingu down the mountains two days later.

The next day was '
kumaliza matanga" to end the mourning period for our beloved grandmother Phoebe
Yohanna Lusingu. She was dream team mother in law and we miss her.


The third day was a different family rite. Another Phoebe was engaged! To a cool dude named Eli. Can you imagine having to go through this. Here is Eli putting the ring on
Phyby, in front of all the relatives. Proceeding this was negotiations of bride price and partial payment. that is why her elder brother
Richard Mbogoh is smiling in the back row. I have to admit I cried a couple of times.

Just maybe this cute grand niece will become a bicyclist. She is adorable isn't she? It was good to see many family members and i manage one 2 hour ride into the clouds of Pare mountains.
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