Last weekend we had to occupy all the boys while one member of staff and his family were being sacked and removed from the shelter. Unfortunately they were still there by Monday morning and he was able to contionue to cause all the disruption he had been causing. On the saturday we took all 40 boys swimming which involved 3 hours of walking to and from the Kenya Wildlife Service pool. Lunch was taken in the bush with Zebra poking their noses in on us every so often. Sunday was a trip to Mount Longonot a nearby volcano which apparently still occasionally emits some amount of activity. The climb to the rim ony took about an hour as we are already at such a high elevation here. But it was hot dusty and very windy making conditions pretty grim at times. The dust was so fine that every foot step emitted clouds of the stuff so fine like smoke. My nostrils were filled with concrete by the time i returned. The 40 boys raced to the top of the rim and then complained of being too tired to walk further. I took 10 of them on an exploration around the rim with fantastic views for miles into the rift valley and over the masive Lake Naivasha. Unfortunately the actual peak of the mountain was on the far side of the rim and at least another 1000 feet higher, so it remained unconquered by my team. I am desperate to return this sunday to climb the full 9111 feet to the top. I know i can do it as long as get the time away to get there. From the rim we could see giraffe grazing in the trees below. It was a great day out and all the boys retuned happy but tired. The birding continues to be great everday seeing new birds. Have also seen small antelope and mongoose on early morning forays into the bush. Obtaining the milk is a daily chore that i took part in yesterday. It involves a 3 mile round trip, climbing first to the plateau behind the shelter then cross country through the bush to a small farm with 20 or so cows. The farmer donates the milk for free in secret because the evil dictator has banned the shelter from recieving his milk. So it is always a secret operation. I was made extremely welcome and i knew it would have been really rude if i had not taken tea with the farmer. So i sat with my 2 boys discussing farm life drinking the creamiest, milk tea with tons of sugar as the sun went down. We walked home in the dark , me falling and stumbling at every step while the Kenyan boys laughed proving they have naturally better night vision. On the way we met boys in school uniform travelling home to remote homes in the bush. It was perhaps my best experience of Kenyan rural life. The stars whirled as i fell the final descent down the slopes to home. Lots of love to all freinds and family out there. we move on next Wednesday to Nairobi Hotel for 2 days and then onto our expedition. We will stay in touch as best as we can. Text messages are proving to work really well at present. Hope little Win ges her phone fixed soon. It is going to be really weird feeling hot water come out of a tap again!!!!! xxxxxxxxxxxx Pete