It was always unusual for one to stay away from their family during a day like Christmas or Easter in a Christian setting. It was by default, this was a day that society deemed a family time to mix and mingle, catch up and make merry in whatever way. For the stricter families, it was unheard of for someone not to make time and spend the day with family, you would be reprimanded in some way or strongly criticised.
Here we were, a bunch of say “crazy, defiant, adventurous and overzealous” lads and ladies ready to break the societal norm and go far away. To a place known to many but visited by a few. To a place deemed far and yet near us. Kidepo was the subject and was the hurdle that was to be leaped. Many had googled where it was, hyped each other and hearts were paced to journey to a place that far.
One could say why did we choose to isolate ourselves to a location that far when the resurrection of the savior was coming, well Kidepo is indeed Uganda’s most isolated national park but when you brave the about 13-hour journey to get there, you will be ushered to a place distinctively amazing and beautiful.
KoiKoi was upon us and it was yet another plan and excuse to traverse and see what Uganda had to offer. Away from the chaos in town, the banter online, the negative vibes that filled Kampala’s oxygen, Koi Koi North East – #KoiKoiNE was indeed a timely and perfectly planned getaway that one would use as the best excuse to not only go far away but also meet new people with the same mindset.
In the wake of Good Friday, everything seemed to be In a perfect and well-blended plan and while many were sober, I was coming out of the bar but nonetheless, nothing was going to stop me from going to see and tell the Ugandan story much better. In a few minutes within the hour of 7am, we had hit the road and people had started knowing each other, while I stole a few minutes to sleep off the ‘lituation’ that had gotten to my head away.
Conversions evolved, some of the best travel tunes were played from a Bluetooth speaker and at some point everyone sang along, drinks and eats were shared to whoever raised a need and the few that never wanted a sober trip imbibed a few shots of whiskey throughout the journey and gave the best conversations that had everyone laughing.
When everyone seemed to stop asking if the already long distance would end anytime soon until we get to our destination, a few signposts signaled that we were closer and that we had now narrowed down on arriving at Kidepo National Park. When twist and turns were done, we FINALLY checked in at UWA Campsite in Apoka which was a stone throw away from the Apoka Safari Lodge. To reach that far, I was impressed at the power of our coaster and wondered how it was energized to reach that far and alas,I learnt that Shell Fuels were with us all the way.
Everything in this area we had entered seemed to blend in easily for me. I was mesmerized by the jolly and happy lives those people live that side. The cottages were everything a young not so rich and yet not so broke bachelor would wish their honeymoon to be. The campsite Bonfire was goals, it was the perfect place to catch up after the long trip. Beers were chilled, cold and cheap, it was indeed a night to forget the long kilometers we had to endure to get this far.
While the night seemed to have the best of me, my worry and everyone else was if they would ever get up early to see the sunrise in Kidepo and because we were there to tell the Ugandan story and beauty, it was a must to capture this to start a bright story. I missed it, but didn’t miss the breakfast — Guinness.
The trip got to its core when we went to visit the Manyattas -Karamojong community. The Culture of these people is still as strong as the faith of the Pope, they still believe in the barbaric forms of living and hierarchy, but this according to the way they talk with nostalgia about it only shows that they are happy and no one is in protest of how the society is deemed that side.
Although I loved the souvenirs I picked up from this community, having to make them do the Wakanda Pose and take photos with these welcoming and lovely people, nothing will beat the unforgettable local brew that the Manyattas gave me. It was lit, they say.
We seemed super excited at what was going on and we couldn’t stop clicking, filling our memory cards and draining the batteries of our cameras to capture all moments as they unfolded. It was as though every step we took was a paparazzi moment and indeed it was. When we decided to post about our experience, a fine Airtel 4G Internet was our friend to get this done.
The icing on the cake of the KoiKoi trip was yet to come and here we were thinking we had seen it all, NO! The game drive was everything we were not ready for. The animals seemed to also know that we had carried us some positive vibes from Kampala and they came out to play. What got us all excited were the lions that no so many get a chance to see when they travel that Far. We did see the lions, they cuddled right under our noses and before our eyes, it was spectacular.
Hours flew by, we chased Zebras as they are always excited at running, Antelopes stared at us like we were lost sheep, Giraffes bowed they long necks for us to shot and buffaloes acted like shy creatures as they locked horns for us to shot and ogle. It was a day to remember as we documented each and everything. The sunset came racing and while many back in Kampala were preparing to do God knows what, we were dancing right under the sun, making silhouettes and portraits to remember.
The night is all we ever looked forward to, life on the other side of the country is exciting both day and night. The full moon was upon us again on day two and we danced our feet sore, drunk ourselves to happiness, laughed our worries away and we made night shots right under the stars.
In the morning of Sunday, We bid Kidepo goodbye right after Joel Jemba and Fiona Komusana treated us yet again to a sumptuous breakfast and urged us to eat to our fullest because our next voyage wouldn’t be an easy one to which most of us called “FakeNews”. Little did we know what was in store for us. Fast forward, we got to Aruu Falls in Pader district, one of Uganda’s hidden treasure deep in the forests. The falls were tucked away about a few Kilometers from town and it tired most of us. While everyone had the most fan and posed for as many photos, I was busy overcoming my phobia for swimming. It was such a thrilling scenic visit to Aruu Falls. The Acholi culture center in Gulu that we visited seemed to cool everything off as we were treated to some of the finest cultural dances with a distinctive one being the “Larakaraka dance”
While everyone was still talking about the amazing places we had visited, staring at the images we had captured and let the world know about the beauty that is Uganda on Social media, I was waiting for yet another night to fall. To see what a Gulu night would look like and indeed while at BJs ( I honestly tried to ask around what inspired that name but no one seemed to be helpful in my little research), the night seemed to make sense and be the epic fan.
On the morning of Monday, before we hit the road that would see us get back to Kampala, the Kafunda Kreative lads and ladies still had a lot more stocked up for us. Shortly after our breakfast, we made our way to the St. Joseph’s Cathedral a Roman Catholic cathedral in Gulu, Gulu District, Uganda. It is the seat of Archbishop John Baptist Odama, head of the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Gulu. It’s a such a spectacular place with one of the finest architecture in the region.
We then hit a few kilometers and went to Fort Patiko a military fort built by Samuel Baker in Patiko, Uganda on December 25, 1872. Sir Samuel Baker’s Fort at Patiko, is located 30 km from Gulu Town in Ajulu parish, Patiko sub-county, Aswa County. Fort Patiko – Baker’s fort Gulu. The primary lessons we had of this place came back to vivid memory as we toured and heard these stories. It was pure seeing Uganda have such untold rich history.
Stories of goodbye set it, faces of worry were worn again on the mere point of heading back to Kampala came swinging back to our minds. A trip perfectly organized, a getaway well suited and targeted surely couldn’t just have ended like that. But like they say, every good thing indeed has to come to an end but for KoiKoi, it was yet another opener to an even greater opportunity at telling the Ugandan story.
When I had a chance to get a height on the bus, I freely made the loudest noise that caught everyone’s attention and while everyone did pay attention, I said never miss a KoiKoiUG trip ever because I couldn’t stand being left out on this kind of fun. At least not during My Youth!
About the Author
Pius Enywaru is a jack of all trades, a Ugandan content creator, and blogger with an extra love for tech, lifestyle and travel. He’s also a wannabe kickass photographer and candid lover of Positive vibes and stout.