An African Hymn

Hi!

This will be a short post because my stupid phone crashed and i lost the last one.
Ill start and end with a story i heard during my second site visit.

The Fisher family are white zambians that live north of mwinilunga. They are highly respected, wealthy, and speak many of the zambian languages as well. Peter Fisher is the father and a professional hunter/guide. During what he would consider a routine hunt in kafue national park he encountered something strange.
For three nights, he spotted two hyinas outside the perimeter of his camp. They would circle around the tents, just outside the reach of the hunters; only their yellow eyes reflected in the stray light from the camp. On the third night, unsettled by the wild dogs presence peter armed himself with his rifle and floodlight and headed off into the bush. He tracked the hyinas several clicks into the african shrubland until they came to a river. When the dogs reached the river he caught a glimpse of thier yellow eyes. Knowing he had them trapped he flipped on his flood light. There, instead of dogs, huddled near the bank of the river crouched two naked men. Thier black skin caked with white clay and wearing nothing other than necklaces of bone. He called out to them and asked what they were doing. They responded with no clear answer and fled into the night.

Creepy huh?

Anyway, things are good but busy. My site is breathtaking. Its 10k outside mwinilunga, 8 hour bike to angola, 3 hours from dr congo. Huge forests, beautiful rift valleys, and mighty rivers. It will be a great home.
I drank from the source of the fabled zambezi river. Its supposed to make you powerful. Thats all for now.

Strength and love.