Rarely visited, Dzanga-Sangha National Park is home to some of the most unique wildlife on our planet. Still part of the Congo Basin Rainforest (second in size only to the Amazon Rainforest), this forest is home to habituated western lowland gorillas, forest elephants, sitatunga, bongo, flocks of African grey parrots that screech their way across the forest canopy, and more. Our next four days are focused on exploring the region as much as possible.
Our first foray involves a 1.5-hour 4x4 journey along forest “tracks” to the stepping-off point for Dzanga Bai. A 45-minute walk through the forest along elephant tracks – with more waist-deep river wading – brings us to what can only be described as one of the natural wonders of the world. Over 1km long and stretching into the forested distance, the bai opens up to a breathtaking view of a multitude of elephants.
Mini herds, huge bulls, limp-trunked babies, protective mothers and cheeky adolescents all dig, run, play, feed, drink and spray as they zig and zag their way around the bai, tummies rumbling, trunks squealing, flooded mud holes bubbling, as they come together reaping the rewards of this mineral-rich haven. Sitting atop a 20 ft high treeline hide, we spend our days watching, mesmerised by the intricacies of this elephant society, marvelling at the privilege we are afforded in being given this insight into the daily lives of these forest-dwelling greats.
When travelling to these regions it can be very easy to forget the cultural side of these landscapes, but not so here. Although I’m usually wary of “cultural forays”, this one is not to be missed, as we meet up with the local Ba’Aka Pygmy tribe to go hunting. The great thing about the Ba’Aka is that nothing much has changed since I was last here 10 years ago. The frenetic chaos as families jostle for position in the hunting party, the beautiful sonic sounds of their forested songs as we bump along the track to our jumping-off point, spilling out of the car in eager anticipation of the hunt to come.
The hunt is enthusiastic, but sadly unsuccessful. This does not dampen the Ba’Aka’s enthusiasm though. The singing continues, the dancing breaks out, the smiles continue to flourish – it is clear that the Ba’Aka society is not one concerned with possessions and trophies, but about family, participation and society. This is evident in the way they act on successful hunts as well. On these occasions, when a small duiker is caught for example, the duiker is split equally between all families involved in the hunting party. Yes, the person whose net physically catches the prey does get a slightly larger share of the meat, but otherwise it is an equal split.
Continuing on from the hunt, the Ba’Aka also operate on a trade basis. They are one of the only true sustainable cultures left in Africa, living off the forest on a daily and weekly basis, hunting duiker, harvesting honey, picking mushrooms and more. The Ba’Aka then trade anything that they do not need for other items such as sugar and coffee.
The trip through Congo and CAR comes to an end as we fly north, back over the forests and up into Bangui. We transfer through. A harsh place that appears to be left unnoticed by the Western world we return to.