On Friday August 21 we decided to set off for a baboon sanctuary in Shai Hills because it was recommended to us by our program director. Our director explained that Shai Hills was only two tro-tro stops away, however we soon discovered that two stops away was actually a little over 100km of traveling. Luckily at every stop local Ghanaians willingly guided us to our destination. One Ghanaian soldier named Akins even went out of his way to make sure we got on the correct bus before boarding his own.
Once we arrived in Shai Hills we found the Shai Hills Resort. Resort was a bit of an exaggeration but it was a fairly nice hotel with air conditioning and an outdoor restaurant. Unfortunately the hotel did not have running water until the morning, but they did have a fuzzy television where we were able to watch an episode of CSI New York. The restaurant also served spaghetti which was a nice switch up from rice and Milo which is like Ghanaian chocolate milk.
After a good night’s sleep we woke up around 6am to get a head start on seeing some baboons. We had to walk around 2km on the side of the highway to the park entrance where we were given a military escort. Within ten minutes of walking we came across a family of four baboons just chilling by a local school house. It was an amazing thing to see such large animals roaming freely. In all, our hike took us about two hours, through high grass meadows and up a steep rocky hill that provided a jaw dropping view of the Shai Hills wilderness. On our way back down the hill we also stopped by a small pond where a crocodile lives. We did not get to see it but Jessica thinks she heard it scurry into the water upon our arrival.
The climax of the adventure came about just before we exited the park. Out of nowhere a pack of about seven or eight baboons of all shapes and sizes crossed the path about 20 yards in front of us!
Eventually we made our way back to the resort for brunch and had our worries about getting back alleviated by the resort’s owner offering us a ride back to a main city called Tema. As he drove us back he gave us some insightful stories about the different ethnicities in Ghana and told us how he had grown up in the Shai Hills region. He even found the correct tro-tro for us to get back to the University in Legon, even though when he stopped in Tema his key had broken off in the ignition.
Overall it was a great trip and hopefully the internet will be cooperative enough to let us post some pictures.