240 SERVICE AND SPORT IN THE SUDAN 



The sheikh of the westernmost village of the district 

 under J. Migi had persistently refused to come to see 

 me at Kafiakingi, so I determined to go to him, as he 

 was close, and not much out of my way. 



We had had a grand rest from the patrol that had 

 brought us. It had lasted, including five days' halt, 

 thirty-two days, and covered over 550 miles, of which 

 about 400 was over virgin country mapped for the first 

 time. 



My road lay for a bit along the Vongo Khor, which 

 was full of deep, picturesque pools. J. Nunga was an 

 upstanding point of direction. On leaving the Vongo 

 we entered what looked like an old bed of a lake. 

 Steep hillocks and ridges, 50 yards apart and 15 

 feet high, and about 20 yards broad at the base, 

 stood on the flat, stony surface. The road wound 

 round or over them. It was an ideal place for an 

 ambush. Later we reached a high plateau, crossing 

 some streams, one a very boggy one, all flowing to the 

 Barada. Just after dawn we climbed the shoulder of 

 J. Nunga. The panorama to the west was punctuated 

 by groups of distant hills. To the east and south was 

 a huge crescent of them, of which Nunga and Migi 

 appeared the horns. 



A couple of miles from Sheikh Hamidan Migi's 

 village was cleared of trees. The trunks had been used 

 to make a formidable stockaded fort 100 yards square, 

 the only one of its kind on the watershed, I believe. 

 The logs formed walls, 10 feet high, and at each 

 corner was a look-out tower. 



On our approach, with flags flying as usual to show 



