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After a very uncomfortable night sleeping outside the police border post we set off hoping that we might just make the Serengeti by night fall – some hope.
Somewhere near Bunda we had a potentially horrific and disastrous experience. Whilst travelling at speed a local lad with his bicycle laden with vegetables veered in front of us and despite our driver Jason swerving to the right the cyclist collided with the side of our bus, with a rather sickening crunching sound.
We all feared the worst and after grabbing the first aid kit which I thought would actually not be needed because I expected to be picking up pieces, we were so relieved to discover that he was actually still alive. We patched up some minor injuries to his foot and shoulder before the police took him off to hospital. Unfortunately, we had to spend another couple of hours at the local police station to complete all the paperwork, so we were now well behind our schedule.
We had brunch at the entrance to the Serengeti National Park, and then literally bombed through the Serengeti to try and cover as much ground as possible before trying to find somewhere to spend the night.
When we reached the Ngorongoro border gate, it was pitch black, and we managed to arrange to sleep in a bush clearing, (although it did cost $30 each! While waiting at the border post, Emma went behind a bush, only to be told by the wardens when she got back on the truck that there were 18 lions just yards from where she had been!
Tonight was magic – even though it was unplanned. We set our tents up in a clearing, got a campfire going and sat down to a well-deserved evening meal. We were literally surrounded by hyenas, and our torches could pick up their eyes in the darkness. While the kids were settling into the tent Emma and I had great fun chasing off about eight of them by throwing sticks at them and clapping our hands – surreal to say the least!
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