Scheme One - The Second Half

Week Six
The planting begins! Carrying 300 plants into a forest is hard work! But we did it. It was a busy week with all the pioneers around. Really good to have Sarah at camp too. We had to say a very sad goodbye to volunteers Jessica and Johanna on Tuesday. There were tears.
On Wednesday we had environmental education. We did a lesson on humpback whales, as they are migrating past at the moment, off to a bay in the north to have their babies, away from chilly Antarctic waters. At the end of the lesson we lined all the kids up outside in the yard to make up 19 metres (the length of a whale). We were going to ask them to travel as one entity around Nessa and I (their migration route) but something got lost in translation and the result was amazing. Over 50 children each pretended to be whales, swimming through the sea and singing whale song, up to the two of us and back again. It was fantastic. I was almost crying with laughter. Such a great sight.
The changes in camp this week were: Thursday brought a new volunteer, Adam, from London, and took Merel away. Then on Saturday the Pioneers left.
We were now down to 3 volunteers: Melissa from south Africa, who has been here since the start, Eric from Norway and Adam, newly arrived from the UK. Abi (RA) left with the Pioneers, too.
On Sunday we headed to the beach after a stroll through the hamlets of Sainte Luce. Hoby and Tsiraiky played the guitar and Nessa and I sang along. A couple of Malagasy songs we know and a lot of Bob Marley. A fantastic beach day. In the evening we watched half of the Bob Marley documentary, just to continue the theme!

Week Seven
Back to S7. This time in the sunshine. This was probably the fastest week yet, and one of the best. It was loads of fun. Three great volunteers, sunshine and Bananagrams. What more could you ask for? I have been stepping up my Malagasy learning (have been a bit lax) but still have a lot of studying to do. This was one of this weeks where I can't really believe I'm here. I kept getting up before 6 to watch the sunrise from S7. I have been getting up early anyway, to get at least 45 minutes of yoga in before 7am breakfast. When an acceptable bedtime is any time from 7.30 pm I might as well! Again we came back on Friday and spent the afternoon making everything for the Conservation Club lesson on Saturday morning. Such a good week!

On Saturday it was Adam's birthday (we're doing well for birthdays this scheme). We had Conservation Club and English Class in the afternoon. I am really enjoying English Class. Tsiraiky has done a lot of English teaching and is helping me to plan classes (and then he teaches 80% of it!)
We had another party in the evening with the band and most of the local village, it seemed like. Maybe all of the children! I spent a lot of time dancing with Natasa and Natasa. Two girls who hang around by the research centre. Little Natasa is one of the cutest kids in the world. She out-danced all of us, although I was worried she might fall asleep on her feet at one point. The band continued past 11pm, under the light of the full moon. A fantastic party. My legs were so sore from dancing but worth every twinge. We saw out the last few minutes of Adams birthday back in the longhouse at camp over birthday banana bread (ie. smothered in chocolate).
On Sunday we headed back over to S17 for a very windy walk up to the rocks at the North end of the beach. We took binoculars to try and find whales. I spotted one leaping out of the sea. I live here! It's amazing!
I napped away the chilly afternoon, making a full recovery from all the dancing the previous evening and mentally preparing for a Bananagramathon! We Bananagrammed until I was so tired I could barely speak. I think I may have the best job in the world. Seriously.

Week Eight
The last couple of days of work were awesome! We saw a tree boa and a couple of fat-tailed dwarf lemurs, just waking up from their winter snooze. Solo (local guide) found a dwarf chameleon that was SO SMALL. Bananagramming until midnight. Fantastic. The camion arrived at 7.30 am yesterday, pulling into camp with a toot on its musical horn. I frantically disassembled my tent, tried to remember what it was we needed to take and put everything we didn't need away. A group photo (of the small group under roof) and we were off. We got as far as Belevenoky without incident and then something on the camion broke. It was one of the most pleasant break-downs ever. We sat by the river, I played with Razeva's (local guide) baby, the kids played football and we ate a lot of mofo (pronounced moofoo and they're like deep-fried bread-balls. Yum!) with coffee. I practiced some more Malagasy with Hoby and finally, 3 hours later, we were back on the road. It was good to be back in Fort Dauphin and see all the lovely people who are based in the office. I'm already missing Sainte Luce, though.

This morning we met for breakfast to say goodbye to Melissa. I'm missing you lots Melly-sah! It was very sad. She was a fantastic volunteer. Future volunteers have a lot to live up to!
So I'm trying to relax a bit while in town. I'm getting my room sorted (looks like a bomb has hit it at the moment) and catching up with everyone. We're heading back up on Saturday, where the adventure will continue!

Week Nine
We went back up to Sainte Luce by 4x4. There were 2 of us in the front passenger seat and 5 in the back seat and everything else we needed in the boot. We made it there in record time. It's so much faster than the camion. We went straight into an English class, present simple tense practice. Sunday was wonderfully relaxed. We went to the beach and then Nessa and I headed back to camp to cook some aubergines for lunch. They were more popular with us than the Malagasy contingent... On Monday we went back to work with a vengeance! Mapping Beccariophoenix palms, Following lemurs, herp searches, the lot! It was a great week.
Only one thing happened that was bad, but it was pretty major! We were having dinner and working out the schedule on Sunday night when we heard reports of a fire to one side of the forest. Nessa, Hoby and I went to see it. It was massive! It was really close to one of the fragments of forest that we work in a lot, but thankfully the wind was blowing it in the other direction. It was very sad. I woke up at about 4am that night and I could hear it from my tent. I had to stick my head out and check the sky to see how close it was. No red glow so I figured it was safe to go back to sleep. It continued burning through Monday.
On Friday Abi came to visit. It was her last weekend and she wanted to say goodbye to Sainte Luce. On Saturday we had the end of scheme party for Club Atsatsaky (that means gecko). Biscuits and squash for about 160 children! It actually went really well! Very smooth. No tears or anything (apart from Abi when she had to say goodbye). The afternoon's English class also went well. We got the advanced class to help the beginners.
In the evening we had another bush party. It started off very quietly, but after a few songs more people arrived and pretty soon everyone was dancing!

Week Ten
The last few days of the scheme. Sunday started of very sad as we heard that a boat had washed up minus the fishermen. Everything was still in the boat, even their tobacco, but not them. Manafiafy (the hamlet on the coast) was filled with people waiting for news from the people who had gone out searching. Nothing.
We sat by the sea and watched whales leaping out of the choppy waves. It's easy to forget how difficult things can be in Sainte Luce. On Monday we said goodbye to Abi and went to work. We packed a lunch and went to S7 for the day, to finish the last bit of baseline data collection. In the morning during a herp search Tsiraiky called out "Jess, I have a present for you". It was a Uroplatus (leaf-tailed gecko). During the day! It was brilliantly camouflaged against a tree (see bottom of post). Such a good find! I'd been dying to see one.
On Tuesday afternoon after work we walked up to Manafiafy to pay our resppects to the family of the two men (brothers) who were lost at sea. We walked back at dusk. The walk back at that time is amazing, the mountains framed by the setting sun. As we arrived back into camp we were told that one of the bodies had just been found.
We came back to Fort Dauphin on Wednesday. 7 of us plus driver in the 4x4. I guessed the time we'd be back to town and I was spot on! At 11.17am we pulled into Lanirano. I took a couple of minutes to regain the feeling in my legs and then we were dropped off at home. In the afternoon we had leaving drinks at the office for Abi. I also finally got to meet Conor, Nessa's boyfriend who arrived a few days ago. He's here to be the Azafady IT expert.
We went out in the evening for a few drinks to say goodbye to the Pioneers too. Then dinner and kareoke! Total eclipse of the heart? oh yes. And an ACP rendition of Three Little Birds, although it was basically just Tsiraiky (having both the loudest voice and the only working microphone).
Yesterday morning we waved off Abi. I don't know what I'll do without her. I'm off for a few days now, to recover. I need it. I slept most of yesterday. I've got a few weeks now, back in town to get everything ready for the next batch of volunteers. I hope they are as good as the last lot!