The Landcruisers came to a stop around noon at a wide part of the road, deep in the rain forest. Faraja, the 2nd guide, met us with his trademark smile, wider than the Serengeti, and told us to put on our gaiters, grab our packs and follow him down the road. The singing in the distance got louder as we approached, and we were soon in the midst of about 40 guides, porters, and cooks who were dancing and singing. They loosened us all up by singing our names and making us join the dancing. George has this on tape somewhere.
Kiliwarriors had set up lunch at a table in a clearing. This was the first of many great meals we would have on the trip. Soon after, we were ready to start. Wilbert gave us the lecture again about making sure we walked ‘pole, pole’ (slowly) and drank lots of water. We all posed for a group picture and set off in several small groups, each with a guide.
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