On the way to the next high waterfall we passed where the Sisi River flows over a huge boulder. In its own way it was spectacular. Further along we came to another boulder creating more of a water shoot emptying into a 16 metre pool, according to some locals gathered there. Some young boys obligingly jumped in. Despite the temperature being in the high twenties the water was really cold. It would have taken my breath had I jumped in.
The second waterfall is about 85 metres high and similar in water flow as the first one. There was more spray in the air and that was really refreshing.
One of the many interesting facts that came out from, Simon our guide, was that coffee bushes are coppice once they reach a certain size. The new growth soon produces beans to keep the crop productive.
Some of the caves shown were man made, others were created by volcanic action. In one the natural caves there were massive pieces of quartz plus other stones ‘mixed’ in with the previously molten rock.
In the man made caves some of tool marks were visible. It must have been a long, hard and tedious task.
The Sipi River is used by the village women to do the washing and as a source for water for home use. Simon told us the water is especially nice to drink directly from the river first thing in the morning and in the evening after any disturbances have cleared by the fast flow.
At the pool where the boys were swimming a young fellow introduced himself and asked if we would like to hold his chameleon. It was about two years old and about four inches long on the body and bright green. I had no problem with letting it climb over my hand. After a short time the brightness faded to take on a more pinkish brown colour mixed in with the green. Lillian was reluctant to hold the stick which the chameleon arrived on, but ended up not really wanting to hand it back.
We strolled on to the next waterfall, which is the main attraction at just over 100 metres. For some reason we did not get close but viewed it from some distance. From the vantage point we took the ‘trick’ photos which make it appear that we are drinking directly from the waterfall, and washing our hands with it. After a rest and a drink we were taken to a taxi pick up point for the journey home.
Before we left I bought a bag each of local ground coffee, and coffee beans. I know how good this will be. Ugandan coffee grown at altitude in this district is well known for its high quality.
I cannot remember exactly how much I paid for the trek but it was less than 50,000 Shillings which equates to about £10. A bargain to me and with some benefits going to the local community.