Finally,
after three weeks at Mchenga Nkwichi, we had to go home. To
England in November... We decided to stop at nearby Likoma Island
on the way, as there was a famous witchdoctor there who I really
wanted to meet. We set off in a speedboat with three of the
lodge staff and gave a lift to three more backpacker friends.
Lake Malawi is like glass most of the time, but sometimes it
gets rough and more like an inland sea. At full moon we'd surfed
on eight foot rollers!
Today the lake started as normal, but just offshore of Likoma
Island the waves suddenly got up, and almost swamped our crowded
boat. We eventually arrived at Mango Drift, a packpacker place
on the beach, with all our gear (and us) completely soaked.
We attempted to see the witchdoctor, but he wouldn't see us.
The
rainy season was coming and thunder had been booming across
the lake all evening. When night came we stayed up late on the
beach, watching distant lightning flashing across the lake.
Next morning was misty, and the rain finally came - probably
the loveliest thing I've ever seen in Africa.