Jacu giving some perspective on paw prints |
No quills on this one.... |
Kay-ha (left) and Chote |
While Jacu said, they aim to please, he gave no promises for a porcupine spotting. He then distracted us with a giraffe footprint. (Way to deploy the "look over here" tactic, heh?) We were hot and stupid and took the bait.....
Kay-ha Making arrows |
The ~3 kilometer walk, which lasted about an hour in the noon sun, was amazing. And, I genuinely thought that it would be the highlight of the stay. Au contraire. We had a very special treat ahead of us. On the first day, Jacu mentioned that we would be seeing a cultural reenactment of the Bush people. Here is how it is described on their website:
Chote showing his impala backpack. You should see the stitching on this thing. |
My first reaction was that we were going to see something like a fire dance at a Hawaiian Luau. Nice enough, and maybe fun, but not my thing...I was wrong.
A dung giraffe - made from acacia thorns. This might not pass the child-safe test these days, but whole generations survived playing with things like this. |
Bushmen had no written record. Their way of life, for right or wrong, changed forever, when they moved to villages. So, what was once known is now at big risk of being lost. (Read Tolkien to find out how bad that can be...)
The folks at Deception Valley employ Bush people on their staff, both as tracker/ guides and as house staff. Seeing that this history was in real jeopardy, they encouraged their guides to talk to their grandparents and learn as much as they could about their life as young people 50 or more years ago.
Jacu translating the finer points of harvesting poison, for arrow tips. |
Kay-ha demonstrating how to take down an Eland with a small, but deadly, poisoned arrow. |
Catherine holding up a finely-crafted multi-use stick. Could be for walking or beating.... |
Snaring a duck - disregard the fake bird. |
At the end of the walk we arrived at a couple of huts, which showed how they slept and lived. As a precaution Chote and Kay-Ha checked inside for animals sleeping. While describing what they were doing in Khoisan, mid-sentence they both stopped, and started laughing. We said "what?!" In perfect English Kay-Ha pointed inside the hut and said "Porcupine!"
Anyone home? Only us porcupine! |
What ensued was a little gentle encouragement from Chote and Kay-Ha for the porcupine to wake up and get on with his night by exiting the hut.
During our mid-day jaunt, Jacu instructed us, in a very stern manner, not to EVER scream or to run when surprised by something in the bush. Even though we were prepared for the emergence of Mr. Porcupine, the sight of the him bolting from the hut resulted in both screaming and running....and not necessarily from just the porcupine.
That said, the Swiss people were quite happy in having their wish granted and were quickly coming up with more asks....
On the run...no screaming allowed. |
Getting themselves back to their presentation, Chote and Kay-Ha then demonstrated how to make fire, using two sticks and some brush. Friction really does work.........
Within about 10 minutes they had a substantial fire going, after which Kay-Ha performed a medicine man dance.
Small doll to ward off bad stuff. He dances like a puppet, only you use your toes to control the action. |
Preparing for the medicine man dance. |
The medicine man dance. |
I am guessing that Chote and Kay-Ha were in their early to mid-20's. They researched and prepared for the demonstration completely on their own. They made the clothing and tools that they used, and they preformed it in the clothing that was worn when their people were nomads, which as you can see, isn't much. By the time the sun went down, it was really cold out there. I am guessing that it was in the mix-50's. (It should be no surprise to anyone that knows me that I was in my down parka, despite the fire.) By the time they got done, they were probably really cold. We wouldn't have known if they left anything out, but they didn't stop until they got to the end, which was the dance. It was really clear to me that they were proud of these traditions and really liked being able to pass it on to people who didn't know about them. It was an amazing last evening in Deception Valley and something that I will never forget.
As I mentioned, this was still early in the trip and we had much to see ahead of us. We really wanted to stay, but it was time for us to move on. We left early the next morning, leaving behind the dust of the Kalahari, and headed for the water world of the Okavango Delta. Here is a sneak preview of what is ahead. I think that it will be worth hanging around for!
No dust here! |
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