At the museum; a cub of an elephant which was preserved after its mother was killed by poachers in 1982. I cannot believe this has been here on earth longer than I have.
The frozen remains
With no locomotion
A wonder.
I watch…
This is the balloon or global fish. The guide told us that it is a very poisonous fish. A little consumption equals bloating and death.
Maps made with elephant skin.
An ear of an elephant.
The table of bones; skulls of buffaloes, monkeys, tiger, skins of pythons and many others.
The skin and head of a baby python which swallowed a crocodile and died.
There were charms confiscated by tour guides who caught some poachers who hunt down animals. We were told that these people believe these charms can help them vanish when they are in peril. Take a look.
Now the defects:
There is no hospital or clinic here at the museum. Though they do not have any record of people being harmed, it is a whole community of wild animals with workers and visitors. Why can’t there be even a good clinic? To top it, the fuel station is a white elephant because of financial constraint; a little birdie whispered to me. I took a shot;
The plus is that, there were many workers on the road busy with their work. A good road to this wonderful place is in order and has my full appreciation. From Fufuiso to Damongo, many road workers were seen busy.
So we said bye bye to The Mole National Park for the Larabanga Mosque which is only a stone throw.
So I’ll leave you with this poem:
Live a wanderer
Be dazzled in wonder
The sight is a blessing
Of the beauty of being.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.
For those planning to visit the Mole National Park, please note that, there is much more to see. There are two waterfalls, countless number of animals. All we saw were at the walking zone. Deep in the wild you have to go with a durable vehicle. We could not because of our number and time.
Mum Cee 