Suddenly around one of the many twists of the muddy path, we arrive in a forest, which solely consists of bamboo. So much that I can’t believe my eyes! And so large!
We are on our way in the direction of Musonjo, a long line of porters moving slowly through a palette of different greens in an almost snakelike motion.
And again it is 5 o’clock in the morning. After a couple of days rest I prepare myself for our trip to the Itombwe Forest, 2 days walk across the most eastern mountain range of The Hauts Plateaux.
