We are blessed this year with early rain and as I am typing I can hear the call of a Piet-my-vrou (Red chested cuckoo). Absolute music to my ears! This is a little bird farmers always listens to hear, see when one hears its call, it usually means rain
It also awakens a little terror and excitement of what is to come…. Extreme 4×4 driving. I am used to driving on bad roads, dirt roads and 4×4 roads, but a wet road is always a bit challenging to me. I am so glad when I see a fellow farmer in town because then it isn’t just my vehicle that is completely sprayed with mud!
Last year the road to Mabote looked like a lake. Wessel even asked if my Toyota Hilux turned into a boat when we had to drive through the masses of water. Here is a little snippet of a video I posted on Facebook when we had to drive through it the first time.Remember, this is our only access to the outside world. https://web.facebook.com/ToroRanchMoz/videos/1883668051888341/ I gave a couple of people a lift from our community to Mabote. When I got to the lake I realized I need to keep a straight face and get the driving done! I prefer a 500kg horse with attitude! I had to get to Mabote, these people had to get there so I just took a deep breath, told the kids to hold on and just drove! This is a lot like life…. Once you committed to a challenge, you need to keep going till the end, otherwise you are in big trouble!!
There’s a lot of roads on the farm that is also a no go and we found this out the hard way. Luckily, we rarely go anywhere without food and water, especially for occasions just like this. On this occasion, we didn’t plan to stay away long and we left the camp at about 9h00 and returned after 17h00 that day!! Managing to get 2 vehicles stuck!
Along with the rain comes ticks and management thereof is a fine balancing act. The flora is quite dense in parts of the farm and in rainy season some areas become shallow lakes and gathering the cattle can becomes a huge challenge. They make use of natural water sources and don’t come into the “water camps” daily, like in the dry season.
It was also during the rainy season that I again realized exactly how Mozambicans had to survive during the war. We couldn’t drive past a puddle without stopping. They would catch the frogs to cook!
Being a maize farmers daughter, rain also awaken the planting frenzy! I am gardening like a maniac! This didn’t go unnoticed and I was surprised by Cremildo and Sergio, two of our farmhands, with a whole bag of plants that he noticed while gathering cattle! I am so happy!!!
Apart for Eugene and myself looking forward to rain for the obvious reason, we are totally dependent on rain, who else do you think are looking forward to the rainy season?