The first snag…
At the reception, the first hitch hit us when we got told the entrance fee could not be paid with cash but through Mpesa paybill. This forced one of us to go back to town to an M-pesa outlet.
The second snag…
Then after payment of the fee, we were told that, unlike in other wildlife reserves, our tickets would only be valid for 24 hours if we stay inside the park throughout the period. That meant we would then watch what the park had for us only for the afternoon. We tried registering our discontent but the mean-looking wardens in uniform made us abandon that pertinacity.
We grudgingly crawled into the park, towards the lake where we would have a good view of the flamingos.
The third snag….
Few meters ahead we came face to face with the third adversity. Where it used to be Park’s reception office was a lake. The abandoned buildings stood in the middle of the lake with waves of the water slapping on the walls. As we stood there, aghast it dawned on us that Flamingos were not in sight. Even our trials to cast our focus, far and wide, all over the lake were all in vain. The initial excitements were all replaced as despondency started seeping into our spirits.
We proceeded ahead, though, following a school bus full of excited children.
We arrived at some intersection and branched to where an arrow indicated a BABOON HILL. At least, we could catch a glimpse of something to uplift our spirits.
We got to the deserted hill. We alighted and marvelled at the view of the lake below. From here, with our binoculars, it became apparent that flamingos had found the lake not habitable for them. There were also no monkeys here as we had expected.
We reembarked on the excursion and the animals we were able to see were only the buffaloes, countable Zebras, a lonely giraffe and a couple of frolicking monkeys, on our way back.
What a disappointment!
What a let-down!