At Lake Baringo, Roberts camp was flooded, already since two years
The road from Maralal to Kisima we had known already and it was just shitty. Although it had not rained much before, at the beginning of Kisima there was a huge mud hole, where a truck had got stuck, could manage to get out but few meters next to the road he finally sank in the mud, and had to wait for the dry season to get out again.
Some guys were trying to repair the road and put heavy stones in the mud to get a better underground. When you pass, they ask you for some money for their repair and their assistance. We gave them because they repair it on their own privately without getting paid, and if there were not these guys, it would last months until a road is repaired. These happens frequently in Africa and we always give these guys. After Kisima it got bad again deep ditches and sometimes the Land Rover lifted one of his wheels and lost contact with the ground. No chance without 4×4.
50 km behind Maralal we had to turn off right to Lake Baringo. The landscape was scenic but again the road was washed away by the rain and you had to carefully choose where to drive. About halfway after a mountain and a bigger village called Tangulbei, they had graded the road recently, so we could make a little bit more speed. Landscape very scenic, Samburu people with their camels, thorn bush and acacia trees.
Then again a mountain, very bad road, but with nice view to Lake Baringo, we finally reached Loruk, where we had to turn off to get to Roberts camp where we had already been three years ago, very scenic campsite. From Loruk it was tar road, with lots of potholes, but anyway it was not far anymore to the campsite. Before the camp we had to pay conservancy fee 200 KSh per person and 100 for the car, about 7 $ all in all. When we entered the compound we were very surprised, because the water was reaching until almost the gate only 2% of the campsite existed any more.
The bandas were underwater, the ablution as well, so they had built a new one next to the gate. It was so sad, it was a very nice campsite. They told us that two years ago the rains were so heavy, that 98% of the site was gradually started to be flooded and since two year the water level does not sink, maybe half a centimeter per year. When we got back to our car, we saw that we had a flat tire, probably thorns, but we did not want to repair it right now. After nice steaks we went to bed, but it was so hot, that we had to open one of the rear side doors, that Tara got enough air. Later in the night a hippo came out, exactly three meters beside our Land Rover and was eating the green grass. Luckily we had decided against the tent this night.
We inquired where there is a mechanic to repair the tire. For tubeless it is difficult to find one, we should go to the next bigger town (50 km), to get the tire fixed. I did not want to change tires, so we decided to pump it up and leave next day. But we had luck in the afternoon a Dutch couple arrived we had coffee with them and told them that we will leave the next day to get the tire fixed. The guy immediately offered his help in repairing the tire. He would know how to repair tubeless tires and he had the tools. I had the tools as well, but did not know how to use it, I knew theoretical, but never did it before. So we decided to stay another day and fix the tire the following day. In the evening we gave him some information about the further route, very nice couple. Had an interesting evening with them.
The Dutch guy and his wife made a bird watching session in the morning and in the afternoon as promised we repaired my tire. It was not so complicated as I thought, but to find the hole is the challenge. So we took off the wheel, it was not where we thought it could be, so we poured water with soap over the tire. Actually it was two holes close to each other, probably caused by thorns of the acacias, but they were close enough that we could treat it as one bigger hole. It is hurting when you push into the hole and make it larger, but the repair worked, I took my compressor which was already at the end of its life and pumped the tire up and it looked promising. I swore that if I could get a proper compressor I would buy one.