Tanzania March 5th

Nanja Village.

This village is new to me and lies at the foot of Magu Ya Sperry.

The road up the hill behind the village was built by Italian prisoners of the second world war under an Italian engineer called Sperry. Lions took him from his tent in the night and all that was found of him was his legs encased in leather leggings and leather boots. So the hill and road became knows as Sperry’s Legs, or in kiSwahili, Magu Ya Sperry.

The road to Burko Mountain.

This was a short well maintained pice. The road is not all as good as this..

Road to Burko Mountain.

This is what most of the road looks like

With the help of a Maasai called Wilson we found the ruins of our old Farm House.

Looking at the ruins from what used to be the kitchen.

The remains of the dam wall behind the house we used to collect water.

Gerard and I standing on the floor of what used to be the Green Room.

My mother had all the furniture covered in a green textured plastic. When you came in from work this is where you sat so that if you clothes were dirty the furniture could be easily cleaned

View across to Simingor from the Green Room.

The farm was 19,800 acres and stretched from Burko Mountain to the top of Simingor Mountain in the distance.

There is a lot of volcanic activity and we used to often get earth tremors. The night sky would occasionally grow orange in the V where the two mountains crossed from a distant volcanic eruption.

Standing in The Green Room.

Nyumba ya wazungu Ruins.

Gerard and I in The Green Room.

And, of course, a stop for brunch. George Thompson and Gerard Miller.