Harold Hedin


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I visited the Lake Eyasi region, in Tanzania, for the first time. It is an incredible area that is remote and one gets a sense of how life must of been hundreds of years ago in Tanzania. This area is worth the visit for those of you that enjoy hiking and beautiful scenery.

There is a remote tribe that many conservationists, ecologists, and local concerned citizens have for years and continue today to help protect. This tribe is called the Hadzabe. These Nomads of Tanzania have gone through many hardships of the decades, but with assistance and good fortune their lifestyle has been maintained. I
have never heard of this particular tribe, during my last two visits, so I was anxious to meet them and learn about their culture. Depending on who one speaks to there are approximately 200 – 2,000 of these hunters left. That is not a lot so you can see why they need help to preserve their lifestyle My guide took me to meet one of the Karatu village (small town) locals by the name of Momoya Muhindoi. Momoya is a very pleasant gentleman who seems to be well respect-ed within the region.
Many other tour guides use Momoya because of his knowledge of the region, his connections, and he speaks many of the local dialects that a lot of guides do not speak. So, we were off to spend sometime with one of the adzabe groups.

After a brief introduction to learn about their lifestyle and palm branches huts we set off for a hunt. The hunt lasted approximately one and a half hour. These people hunt like their ancestors did hundreds of years prior, with bows and arrows. They are excellent trackers and their prey may allude them for awhile, but not for long. We were in search of a Dik-Dik and when one was observed the first arrow went through the neck.
A fire was started and the Dik-Dik was placed on it. The fur had to be burned off before there could be a meal. The small game animal was gutted and nothing went to waste. What they did not eat, including the brain, their dog ate. Their food is not cooked. It is eaten raw and bloody. I was asked if I wanted to try some and I agreed if they would cook my portion somewhat. Dik-Dik, to me, taste like liver which is not my favorite.

When the meal was over we returned to their temporary home, campsite. These are wonderful people to spend some quality time with. A visit with the Hadzabe is educational, exciting, and adventurous. Be prepared to get very dirty when you go on a hunting trip with them. When the wind starts blowing the dust can be very heavy and will stick to you like glue. Hopefully these people and their traditions will last for several more decades for others to experience.