The Game is Afoot....
About forty five minutes ago we received the first proper bulletin, and some exclusive photographs from the expedition. Written by Richard, it explains in some detail how the `CFZ Six` have hit the ground running....
The flight in yesterday was uneventful, but afforded me an aerial view of the fairly exstensive mangrove swamps that in some places lie cheek in jowl with suburban Banjul. Aside from a small walk on the beach and dinner at the Hotel we did almost nothing. I feel spoilt staying in a hotel. In the past I have had to camp out on the jungle floor or desert sands.
The beer garden of `Destinies` may well lie right on top of, or perilously close to the area where `Gambo` was buried. We will be examining the layout of the club with our map more closly, but the implications of the police investigation of the club and its owner may not bode well for excavation.
Chris Moiser on top of Gambo`s grave?
We met some men selling wood carvings and enquired if they could provide carvings of the Ninki-Nanka. They showed me photographs of the carvings but they were generic Chinese dragons copied from other designs. On a more upbeat note we have gained some information on Ninki-Nanka.
This could mean they contracted some kind of disease, such as malaria from the swamps where the beast was seen. This - I should say - is pure speculation.
Baka's nephew Babu said that Ninki-Nanka was like a huge crocodile, but its head and teeth were different. Its eyes were large. He had not seen the creature for himself.
Later, whilst enjoying a drink of fruit juice at a beachside hotel, we were approched by a man who said he knew of a lake in Senegal where Ninki-Nanka was supposed to live. The lake was five kilometers long and was about 250 kilometers away. He said he had seen strange lights on the lake at night, and large disturbances in the water during the day. He drew a furrow in the earth and said he had seen drag-marks like these, but around four feet across around the lake. He believed in Ninki-Nanka. The marks he made in the sand recalled the slide marks that crocodiles leave.
Chris Clark asked if the lake had a bad smell and contained rotting vegetation. The answer was yes to both. Chris thought that perhaps a build-up of methane could explain both the lights and disturbance. The man - whose name was Papa - could not tell us how much it would cost, but left us his number. We are still undecided if this long and probably very expensive trip would be worth it. Tomorrow we head for Abuko national park, the place associated with one of the earliest records of Ninki Nanka."
There you have it. The boys and girls of the CFZ have certainly started as they mean to go on. Watch this space for more news soon...