Soldiering and Sport in Uganda 



above. There were fresh tracks of elephant and 

 buffalo all around. I could almost imagine myself 

 back in my native county of Sussex, from the 

 scenery around. The air was heavily laden with an 

 intoxicating scent, given off by a flowering tree, 

 which was very overpowering, although equally 

 soothing. 



I dined early, and was able to watch yet another 

 glorious sunset across the still waters of the massive 

 lake. In spite of fever, I managed to sleep well 

 that night, and awoke early and refreshed. 



I strolled through the "gubba" looking for 

 tracks, but the grass was very long, reaching at least 

 two feet above my head. By the time I had reached 

 the foot of the escarpment the early morning dew 

 had wet me to the skin. So, returning to the road, 

 I mounted my bicycle, and after a three to four 

 hours' ride arrived again in Hoima. What an 

 ideal week-end outing. It will always remain as an 

 unfading reminiscence in my memory. 



The beautiful scenery of the lake had in it a 

 certain mixture of sadness, which made one rumin- 

 ate on the pathetic evanescence of all those things 

 which are the most enjoyable in this life. Life is 

 short and joy is fleeting. One may not mark time 

 when the order is to march, and however irksome 

 the duty the order has to be carried into effect. 



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