Day 8 – 12/1/13
We crossed the border
quickly into Uganda, again we always taken to the front of the queues. It
seemed to be expected. This may not be a good example to set for the locals but
given the huge queues, we welcomed this bit of positive discrimination!
The traffic at the
border was chaotic. Each lorry and bus driver attempting to gain a few extra
inches of distance and in doing so often completely blocking the road. Time for
Traffic Cop Ray. A number of times Ray jumped out of our vehicle and got
the drivers to shift to the correct side
of the road to get the traffic flowing.
Again, the journey on
the dirt road back to Gulu took 3 hours. In Gulu we bought some “salt” i.e. not
too sweet bread.
Then again we drove the
killer pothole section. The professional
drivers again showed no courtesy and time and again used their mass to
intimidate us and push our vehicle off the side of the asphalt into ditches,
sharp edges etc.
There are usually police
checks into and out of each town in this part of Uganda. Generally we were
stopped, but usually only for a chat. Where are you from? Do you like Uganda/
etc? This is very nice, but after a time a bit tiring, particularly when we
want to get to our night stop.
We camped at the Hotel
Aribas in Masindi. Very nice staff.
Avril driving; 496 km; 10 hrs; N 010 41’
15.9’’ E 0310 43’ 07.5’’
Day 9 – 13/1/13
This was a hard day’s
drive. The road from Masindi to the Kampala – Fort Portal road is awful. Not
Nth Kwnya awful, but still bad. It took 5.75 hours to cover this 202 km. The
main road into Fort Portal is good, however the number of traffic humps is
unbelievable. Even the smallest hamlet/dorp has at least 10 sets of humps. The
road from Fort Portal to Lake Nyabikere was again awful.
The vegetation all the
way was impressive. The manager of the CVK camp where we stayed (he has a PhD in Forestry from ANU)
said they get 2,000 mm of rain again and together with the sun, anything grows.
South of Masindi there are extensive, industrial scale sugar farms. Near Fort
Portal there are large tea plantations.
There was some very good
scenery, mainly large hills, along the way. The vegetation is so thick and
close to the road, good pictures were hard to get.
We did a spot of
shopping at Fort Portal and then headed out to Lake Nyabikere, one of the many
crater lakes in the area. It is a beautiful scene, very similar to the lakes on
the Atherton Tablelands (so much so, that we decided to move on quickly rather
than hang around).
Ben & Jen had driven
through from Jinja and we shared an evening meal.
Avril driving; 274 km; 7.5 hrs; N 000 30’
00.0’’ E 0300 19’ 49.7’’
Day 10 – 14/1/13
We started the day with
a very pleasant drive along the Ruwenzori Mountains – Mountains of the Moon. We
were lucky enough to see some of the high peaks in the distance before the mist
covered them.
We drove along a good
road to the Queen Elizabeth National Park, where we checked on the fees and
confirmed the $ 150/day for the car + $35/person/day + camping costs. This was too
much for us and almost all overlanders we have spoken to.
After the gate the road deteriorated
badly, with potholes almost all the way. With massive number of speed bumps and
pot holes and general poor road conditions in Uganda, the bracket holding the springs
together on the rear driver side had vibrated loose and got stuck in between different
leaves. So, we cautiously decided to take the dirt road to Ntungamo rather than
stay with the potholed main road. We re-joined the main road after Ntungamo.
From there until 20 km before Kabale there were constant road works. There were
a very large number of work faces organised in a very haphazard manner and
little system between the sections. The lack of any detour management plan meant
it was very slow going. Avril amused herself by greeting as many road workers
as possible. Ray sank into a state of severe depression – the lack of any project
management proving too much!
What should have been a
very pleasant drive turned into a long drawn out ordeal. We arrived at the
Overlanders Camp site at Lake Bunyonyi at dusk. The camp site separates the
bigger overland trucks from private overlanders. However one of the smaller
trucks snuck into “our” area and inevitably made noise. It took some chat from
Ray to get the silence necessary for sleep.
Avril driving; 287 km; 8 hrs (driving) ; S 010
16’ 20.0’’ E 0290 56’ 14.4’’
Day 11 – 15/1/13
We made friends with the
Dutch family camping near us (Martin & Ilva and their daughter Rune) and
decided an evening BBQ was in order. The
overland truck had some issues with their suspension and needed some spare
parts. We were going into town to get our spring bracket seen to, so
volunteered to get the spares.
The garage decided to
weld the bracket to the springs and after some negotiation on price, performed
the worst welding job Ray had seen. He reckoned he could have done a better job
himself! We found the spares for the overland truck, bought some provisions and
returned to camp for a lazy afternoon.
At dusk our friends Ian/Heather
& Don/Gabby arrived (we had met in Addis, they towed us out of the bog in
Nth Kenya and we had seen them in Jinja). They joined the BBQ and we had a
pleasant evening gossiping and swapping information.
Day 12 – 16/1/13
Unsurprisingly (given
our experience in Uganda) we had some overnight rain. After a slow breakfast we
set off for Rwanda via Kisoro. The drive on a good road was wonderful with cultivated
large hills/small mountains.
We crossed the border
with a minimum of fuss.
Uganda
Summary
From our experience,
Uganda is indeed the pearl of Africa. It seems to be blessed with good soil, water,
sun, people and (now) oil. We had little hassle in the country – we could stop
at the side of the road for lunch and not draw a crowd. There were very few
beggars. The scenery is wonderful.
The negatives were the
very high costs to access a National Park. If they had have been reasonable we
would have spent much longer in Uganda. The road conditions are also a challenge.
The dirt roads are generally terrible and long sections of the asphalt roads potholed.
To add to the road misery the absolutely huge number of speed bumps make
driving a really tiring experience.
South
Sudan
Day 1 – 10/1/13
It was ~ 109 km from
Gulu to the border.
At the border a “fixer”
attached himself to us (interestingly at the end he preferred Uganda Shillings
to US$. Apparently the US$ exchange rate is very poor and the black market does
not offer too much better. With Uganda Sh they can buy goods on the Uganda side
at a much lower cost than Sth Sudan). He took us straight to the front of the
very long queue to purchase our South Sudan visa - $100/each. This was done
very quickly and we were stamped into the country. The immigration officials
were shocked we only had 2 children. They would all have as many as possible,
10 was a number mentioned. They asked Ray if he would like a couple of local
women so he could continue to breed.
We then had to purchase
car insurance S. Sud £ 200 ~ $ 50. Ray joked and complained about the high
cost. The locals appreciated that it was a high cost (the excuse being that Sth
Sudan is a new country), but that was the cost and we got receipts for
everything. Then we went to customs where the carnet was signed, quickly and
with no hassles. Soon we were on our way.
The road is high
standard asphalt all the way to Juba – thanks to USAid. Along the way we passed
a mine clearing camp and saw the cleared lanes along the road and paths to the
villages marked with red and white tape. Along the road side there were a lot
of crashes, including a couple that had clearly occurred very recently. There
were as many crashed, burnt out vehicles here as there were in Angola.
The scenery was rolling
hills with some small mountains in the distance. The ground was dry and the
vegetation was basically small scrub. There were a number of bush fires in the
area that created a smoke haze.
We had reserved accommodation
at the Afex Camp. Apparently this is the most secure accommodation in town and
right on the Nile River: $ 145/Dbl; B&B, internet & laundry. (when we
went to pay the bill we discovered that an additional 15% tax and 10% service
charge was added). We queried the Service charge, but got blah blah in
response). This is where most of the NGOs and diplomatic staff stay. The
management is well aware of the allowances given to expats and charges
appropriately – market- bearable pricing at its most efficient. Apparently a
small self contained unit is + $ 4,500/month. Our accommodation was in a
construction style container , but it did have tv, a/c and a bathroom!
Our vehicle attracted a
lot of interest from the local staff and expats.
Avril driving; 299 km; 6 hrs; N 040 50’
18.9’’ E 0310 36’ 58.1’’
Day 2 – 11/1/13
We had considered
driving back to Uganda via Torit and the Matong Mountains. We chatted to an
expat chap in the camp who knew the local roads and whose organisation had an
office in Torit. He called the office in Torit and they advised that the
journey from Juba to Torit would be at least 5 hours and we would need to
overnight there. Then it would be a long day’s drive from Torit to Kitgum in
Uganda. Then a further drive to get to Gulu. Apparently the scenery, whilst
nice, is not stunning. So, we decided not to do the trip and to go directly
back to Gulu.
A stroll around Juba:
The Afex camp is
pleasantly situated on the Nile and has good shade and is clean. When one
leaves the camp, the road deteriorates into a dirt track with large ditches.
Around the immediate area there are a number of camps for the less fortunate.
Some look official with well sited and maintained tents. Others are really
squatter camps/hovels made up of sticks, grass and others peoples waste. The
main cemetery is nearby and is very overgrown and appears to be being used as
an unofficial local rubbish dump. A few people were foraging in some the waste
and other piles of rubbish were smouldering. In among this, people have erected
basic shelters. Quite depressing.
The main road into town
is paved; however the side roads are nearly all dirt. The volume of rubbish on
the side roads is huge and seems to be mainly plastic bottles. The paved road
has a pile of sand running along both sides (making sure our shoes got very
dirty) and also has a line of rubbish. We noticed a couple of signs pleading to
“Keep Juba Clean. These have been sponsored by the UN. Clearly the town council
does not take a lot of civic pride in the city.
There are plenty of
trees in most areas to provide shade and from a distance they give a reasonably
pleasing view.
The main business activity
on the way into the “CBD” appears to be charcoal. Given that there is no power
grid and no LPG bottles, charcoal looks like the main cooking fuel. It is sold
in large hessian bags or small plastic bags. On the drive from the border we
had seen the charcoal makers with crude earth/pit ovens smouldering in the
bush. Apart from reusable yellow water jerry cans for water, there is very
little other retail along the way. The service industry was represented by
beauty salons, phone companies and large numbers of motorbike taxis.
There was a large amount
of traffic (read Landcruisers etc) on the road with the majority from GOSS
(Government of South Sudan), UN (with their own special number plates. Most UN agencies
seemed to be represented here) and NGOs. The NGOs have their own special number
plates. Each NGO has a unique number and then a vehicle number; the highest
number we saw was NGO 133, implying there are at least 133 NGOs in Sth Sudan.
There was a reasonable number
of hotels on the main road. From the street they seemed to be OK – all had Toyota
Landcruisers, Prados etc parked in the courtyards. The best business in Sth
Sudan has to be the Toyota dealership – if there is one?
Along the way we passed
a number of Government offices. The pavement outside these was generally
crowded with people. Another sign of a Government enterprise is a bank of
(private) photocopiers on the pavements. This must also be another good
business in Sth Sudan. It seems that paper is the way business is done here and
copies are essential. With the lack of power distribution, the copier merchants
need to have a generator running. In the “old days” Sth Sudan was a large
producer of oil and could import fuel at a low cost from the North. Now, with
their decision to stop producing oil, as apparently North Sudan was charging
extortionate amounts for pipeline transport, all the fuel must be trucked from
Mombasa in Kenya, via Nairobi and Kampala to Juba.
Juba must be the lowest
key capital we have seen. The tallest building we saw (churches to one side)
was 3 stories. The CBD/“centre” is a few streets of non-descript pavement
stalls and a few “proper” shops. The urban myth is that the Kenyans and
Ugandans have money (as they have not been fighting for independence) and the
shops and stalls are owned by them. The Sth Sudanese provide the labour and
this leads to some resentment.
Along the pavement there
are some drink stalls – generally run by women. They sell tea and cold (fruit
?) drinks. We did not see any food for sale.
We were both in shorts
and this did not seem to worry the locals. Though, a lot of folks had a shy
sideways glance at Avril as they passed. We were left to ourselves during our
walk, no beggars.
There is not a lot of
tourist stuff in Juba, really none. So after an extended walk we returned to
the Afex camp, Air Conditioning and internet.
The government seems to
make it difficult to establish a new, formal, business. In Kampala we had chatted
to Pete from Africian Rivers, who is trying to establish a rafting site on the
White Nile in Sth Sudan. The government, maybe short of funds due to the lack
of oil exports, requires a $ 500,000 establishment fee and then some large
ongoing payments. The cost is prohibitive for a small tourist enterprise.
Chatting to the expats
at the camp, there is a large degree of scepticism regarding the government.
There are reports of significant corruption. If that is true, it seems that Sth
Sudan is following the path of other African countries as they gained
independence. The former resistance leaders and freedom fighter commanders
ensured they had a life of luxury and that their personal wealth came before
building a new nation. If it is true, it is a real pity.
There are consistent
reports of ongoing criminal activity (a lot of it violent) in the country. The
suggestion is that the police and army, who have not been paid (oil exports
issue again) are a big part of the problem.
Day 3 – 12/1/13
We were up before the
sparrows and drove back the way we came 2 days before. The valleys were filled
with smoke from the morning domestic fires, from charcoal making and from
bushfires.
We cleared customs and
immigration quickly. Again, we were taken to the front of each queue.
South
Sudan Summary
The trip to Sth Sudan
turned out to be a very expensive experiment. With visas (Sth Sudan and
re-entry into Uganda), insurance, accommodation, food, additional fuel & accommodation
to make the trek north etc, we were probably out of pocket > $ 1,000 for the
2 days. We were pretty appalled and annoyed at the costs and the blatant
gouging.
The costs are massively
higher than anywhere else in the region. For example, the hotel 300 km south in
Gulu (the 1st major center south in Uganda and itself, expensive for
Uganda) was only 25% of the cost of the camp in South Sudan - for the same
program. And it was of a much higher standard.
It also shows how the
Diplomatic Corps and NGOs spend taxes and donations. One of the NGOs was a
malaria treatment organisation. We though of Dave & Julia in Drive Against
Malaria. The cost to maintain an organisation in Juba could be used to great
effect with a mirco, focused couple like Dave & Julia.
The government taxes the
material bought into the country by NGOs, for example the chap we spoke to in
Kampala was building a school in Sth Sudan and the government taxed all
materials on import.
I am not sure taxing the
generosity of others is a winning strategy.
The country itself does
not have much to offer tourists and overlanders.
Listening to folks in
the camp about the violence, lawlessness and corruption in Sth Sudan, even if
50% is true, this new country is in for a very hard time – unless you are one
of the new elite.
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