Loango NP, Gabon

I was a bit nervous about the Loango part of the trip, that it would actually happen. After our plans changed in early November due to flight schedules, the Loango part had taken the longest to confirm, with the booking only being finalized a week before we took off. My bank transfer for the balance owing had been declined by the receiving bank because the IBAN (account #) was invalid, even though I had sent a deposit to the same IBAN back in September. So I was hoping that someone would be at the airport in Port Gentil (called POG by the locals) to meet us.

First we had to get to the airport in Libreville. We had arranged an early breakfast at 5:30am, but there was no one at reception or in the kitchen at the Royal Palm. Not a promising start :(. The person on duty came out from a back room (looked like we woke him up). We asked for petit dejeuner and he sprung into action, and by 5:45am we were enjoying croissants and pain au chocolates with tea and coffee.

We asked about the taxi we had reserved for 6am to give them some time to work out in care there wasn't actually a reservation. Quickly ate (for us anyways - for most other people it was probably normal speed). Then got our packs and back to the reception. We still had to pay - we had tried the previous evening after dinner but the credit card POS wasn't connecting. It worked the first time (we had Euros as back up but preferred not to spend them so early), a taxi was there at 6:05am and we were at the airport by 6:25am.

We were flying domestic, the driver had asked around a few people to confirm the correct terminal for AfriJet. It took all of five minutes to check in, go through security (bottled water allowed), and get to the (only) domestic gate.

The other passengers looked like oil industry folks heading back to work after Christmas. At 7:15am, we walked out on the tarmac to board, right on schedule. It was a larger prop plane, a manufacturer I didn't recognize.

Thirty five minutes later we touched down at POG. We waited a few minutes for our luggage, (they actually checked the tags when we exited), and out into the sidewalk. I didn't see anyone with a D'Souza / Murray sign, but before I could look fully around, someone walked up and asked Loango? He had a Loango Lodge tshirt too, so it all seemed legit. So far so good!

The driver took us to Hôtel Le Bouganvillier in town, about 10 minutes from the airport, which was the same hotel that had been mentioned when I was originally booking back in July.

We switched to a quatre-quatre (4x4) for the next leg. They weren't quite ready to leave so we had a 2nd breakfast, including an omelette, as we hadn't had any protein with our 5:30am breakfast and I wasn't sure when we'd be eating again.

Our first driver came back from the pharmacy with a pair of generic reading glasses, and asked if we could deliver to Mathieu (the manager at Loango). Like most remote places, there's infrequent transport to a main centre and anyone going back and forth becomes an ad hoc transport service.

We drove through POG, to another hotel, where we picked up a group that had their own vehicles but had to follow our driver in a convoy.

So now we were four vehicles on our way to Loango. Our driver said it was about 3.5 hours to another meeting point, where we would switch vehicles for the last hour into Loango.

It was a long hot bumpy ride over a dirt road. There is a road being constructed, and for parts of the drive the new road was operational. There weren't lane markings or anything, but aside from a couple of construction related vehicles, there was no one else on the road.

I hadn't realized that the entire drive would be through undeveloped countryside. There weren't any little towns or even junction towns e.g. to buy water. Never mind junction towns - there wasn't even a junction - there was just this one road, from POG to Loango, with nothing else in between. This would have been good to know before we left POG, as we would have bought some extra water. We had a 1L bottle that we had carried on the plane, but that was it.

There were a couple of security checkpoints, related to the construction company. Our driver makes this run frequently and knew all the checkpoint people so there were no issues.

Finally around 3pm we reached Camp Liambissi, very parched and hungry. This was the destination for the rest of the convoy, which finally made sense to us. We had been wondering how the group of 14 including 7 young kids would handle Loango, as there's not many kid-accessible activities.

The manager, Phillipe, greeted us and invited us to stay a few minutes to have a snack. I guess the driver had called ahead to let them know that were hungry and thirsty tourists incoming :) It was the fastest Heather and I have ever finished a 1.5L bottle of water, less than 10 minutes.

We switched to a safari vehicle for the last hour to Loango, just me and Heather. It felt great to be in the open safari vehicle after the hot enclosed ride for the previous five hours. The scenery was amazing - intermingled grasslands and forests. It reminded me of a very large golf course in the woods, except this was natural.

We reached Loango around 4:30pm. We met the manager, Mathieu, as well as another person who introduced himself with what sounded like Yanni. Turns out it was Jannie who I had been emailing over the past few months. He had signed his emails alternately as Jan or Jannie, and I had assumed it was a female name of someone with Africa's Eden, and based in Portugal. So finally I knew that the Loango trip wasn't an elaborate Internet scam :)

Mathieu showed us to our chalet. We quickly washed up and then went out for a short tour of the lagoon which separates Loango National Park from Loango Lodge.

We saw some hippos, and then did a short walking safari and saw a lone elephant. Our guide / boat driver got us close to the elephant on foot. The elephant didn't take too kindly to this, and we backed off back to the boat. It all seemed rather sketch. (Over the next couple days we observed other newly-arrived tourists doing the same walking safari to a lone elephant. It looks like walking safaris are The Next Big Thing that lodges offer, without all the safety / knowledgeable guides that we've had at previous lodges.)

We went by boat to another beach and walked around to the ocean-facing side of Loango NP, hoping to see elephants or hippos on the beach. We did see elephant footprints but no animals.

We got back to the lodge around 6:30pm. Showered and then to the main lodge for dinner. It was excellent - freshly-caught jack fish, impossibly tender, with green beans and mashed potato, and a fruit crumble for dessert. Mmm good.

We were a little concerned about sleeping, as there was no mosquito net and Gabon is a great place to catch malaria. I had brought a small net but there was no place to rig it up. There was a/c and a big fan, so we cranked up both and hoped that the power didn't go off in the middle of the night. Also put on bug repellant as a back up. Turns out the power at Loango Lodge is pretty reliable and the a/c and fan did the trick, we didn't get any bites.