As with everywhere, human population pressures have meant that most the big game species are now restricted to game reserves and national parks. Although these reserves are not as famous as some found in other East African countries, they offer comparable and excellent game viewing.
To get the most out of a game viewing expedition you will need to take into account the climate. The best times of the year for game viewing is during the dry season August to November. Some parks will be closed or impassable without a four wheel drive vehicle during the raining season, particularly January - March.
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Driving my Land Cruiser from
My young son, Ashley, was traveling with me on this occasion. He ordered a plate of Mopani worms and tucked in with relish. Having savored traditional food before he knew the best accompaniment with Mopani worms was peanut butter and politely enquired if the Madala had a jar secreted away somewhere. The Madala considered him sternly for a while and then grudgingly produced a small bottle from beneath the counter.
The Madala told me that in the next village, which was near 20km’s away, there was a tribal witch doctor that had “powers” when throwing the lotaola (bones). The Madala claimed the lotaola spirits spoke with the Sangoma and told him which potion to mix for his patient. His patient would dutifully drink this muti and supposedly be cured of AIDS.
That would explain the purpose in their stride, I thought. I was fascinated at their blind belief and decided to see for myself.
I found the village, off the beaten track at the end of a single lane of soft red sand. There were many reed huts, built close to the Baobab trees, with immaculately swept earth around them. Little picanin’s (toddlers) were darting here and their, chasing chickens, their smiling mother’s looking on, whilst pounding maize.
I knew this was where the Sangoma held court as several large groups of people had gathered to one side of the village pump, patiently waiting to be summoned. The local women were a colorful and noisy explosion of skirts and plastic containers. They shrieked with hilarity at the gossip being told.
I parked my vehicle and ventured out amongst them. They were kind and friendly and the women adored Ashley, who squirmed under their touches, whilst they clucked about his blonde hair.
I came across a village school with its classroom beneath the trees. The teacher smiled when he saw me and gestured that I approach. He spoke fluent English and translated what I said to his pupils. I introduced myself and Ashley and told them why I was in their country. They laughed and clapped hands and seemed overjoyed. The teacher then dismissed the class, telling them to play soccer for a while. Two young boys took Ashley by the hand and led him to their “soccer field”. Several other villagers joined the teacher, who fervently translated all I said. They were all enthusiastic about what they did, what they grew and were very positive about the future for their children. I felt humbled by these people who opened their hearts to me.
When I got back into my 4x4 to continue the journey, Ashley asked if he could give his soccer ball, which was in the trunk, to his new friends. He took his ball and ran over to the pupils who were standing under the trees waiting to wave us a farewell. He told the teacher he wanted his friends to have his soccer ball and remember him by it. In exchange, the class representative gave Ashley their soccer ball, sharing the same sentiment. Beaming from ear to ear, Ashley told me about the ritual trade and then showed me the ball they had given him – it was composed of a large bundle of plastic bags, which were tied up with string.
Back on the tarred road, I passed many plantations of what looked to be Macadamia trees. As it was weekend, farm Lorries were traveling to
Apart from the friendly people, I noticed Malawi’s little villages had curiously worded signs adorning shops and other premises, some of which I found mildly amusing – a chemist called “Dealers’ Drugstore”, a shoe shop called “Buy One Get One Free”, a haberdashery named “You Sew and Sew”, an out of business furniture store, in the middle of nowhere, aptly named “Suite F.A.”
I boarded an overnight steam ferry, leaving
At Chilumba I disembarked and drove towards
A little further up the road I pulled in at a roadside stall. The Masai cyclist soon caught up and also stopped for a drink. They were awesomely tall and dignified looking men in brilliantly bright robes, elaborate hair plaited and dyed red, huge holes in their earlobes, splendid jewelery and glistening spears. In pigen English they asked how I got my hair to be straight and enquired as to what mud I put on Ashley’s hair to make it so “white”.
Approaching
On arrival at my hotel I decided to immediately freshen up as my disheveled appearance had led to me being occasionally greeted as “Master”. So I had a shower and put on a dress, hoping this would prevent any further confusion.
Overlooking the
Later, whilst tucking Ashley into bed, he asked when we would return to
I gently smoothed his hair and whispered, “I do too, my boy. One day, one day soon” and tucked his plastic bag and string soccer ball in next to him. A promise I endeavor to keep.
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Flight to
5 Most Popular Attractions
Nyika National Park - The rolling hills of the Nyika Plateau, averaging about 2000m (6560ft) above sea level, are covered with a mix of mopane grassland and mimbo woodland. Other areas are covered in dense evergreen forests, and there are pockets of damp grassy bog. The park is famous for its wildflowers (120 species of orchid), which grow like mad after the rains (November to April), and attract a broad array of wildlife. Most common are the large roan antelope and the smaller reedbuck; you'll also see zebra, warthog, blue monkey and over 250 species of bird.
Mwabvi Game Reserve - In the southernmost tip of
Lake Malawi Marine Park - Lake Malawi National Park was only designated a National Park in 1980 was established at the southern end of the Lake to protect the unique diversity of tropical fish living there, some not found anywhere else on earth. The National Park is the most important freshwater fish sanctuary in
Liwonde National Park – It lies on the banks of the Upper Shire River, south of Lake Malawi, bordering Lake Malombe to the north and encompassing a large area east of the river. It is situated 120km north of
Nkhotakota Game Reserve – It’s situated 115km to the North East of Lilongwe, on top of the Rift Valley escarpment above the lake. It is the oldest established reserve in
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