The MV
Ilala sailed north up the Mozambiquan shoreline all day, and finally
stopped again at 8 pm, after 30 hours on the steamer. It was completely
dark now, and although we were moored off the town of Cobué
there was nothing to be seen. A motorised Dhow pulled alongside the
Ilala - sent from the Eco Lodge to collect us (and our supplies).
They all had to handed down from the top deck onto the Dhow, including
the sewing machine. We set off into the dark - then realised why Lake
Malawi is known as 'The Lake of Stars'. There were so many stars it
was impossible to make out the constellations. The crescent moon looked
strange - the crescent was at the bottom instead of the side (we were
only a few degrees south of the equator).
After about two hours of chugging along the black lake, the Dhow pulled
into a rocky natural harbour with a rickety wooden jetty - this was
Mchenga Nkwichi, the Eco Lodge. We were fed and led to our hut, about
a ten minute walk along a sandy track that ran alongside the beach
and through the bush. Next morning we woke up in Paradise... The lodge
is in the remotest place I've ever been. Surrounded completely by
hundreds of miles of bush, there's nothing but a few small villages,
and the nearest is a couple of hours walk away. The place is baking
hot (sand too hot to walk on at noon) and there's a lot of wildlife,
including Baboons, Monkeys, Crocodiles and Monitor Lizards.