Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Ghana Maybe Time; I've got the watch, they've got the time!

The time is Plus 6 GMT (Ghana Maybe Time) in Accra. 


We were supposed to depart at 6:00 am for the Cape Coast but ended up leaving more around 9:00, but was ok because our driver made up for the lost time. It was the most terrifying trip of my life. Narrowly missing cars and trucks, slamming on the brakes, stepping on the gas; I thought I would never make it back to Montana to see my wife and kids. But here I am, blogging and and getting ready to board a 11 hour flight back to JFK. I think I'll take another Black Label, please!

Our trip to Cape Coast was amazing and we saw some great looking N'Dama cattle (natives of the Caribbean), and took a tour of the farm. 


N'Dama cattle being driven to the kraal (corral).
Hens imported from Holland. 

This makes your old Thorsen chute look pretty cherry! 

Milling facilities. 

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After our farm visit we headed to the most terrifying place on the face of the earth during the 16, 17, and 1800's: The Cape Coast Castle

The castle was built in the 1600's by Swedish traders for the purpose of exporting timber and gold out of West Africa, but later became the epicenter of the Trans-Atlantic slave trade, supplying millions of able bodied men and women to the Caribbean and the America's. The castle is equipped with 5 slave dungeons, each about 400 square feet in area, and at the height of trading each room held around 250 slaves for a minimum of two weeks, and a maximum of three months. The dungeon is where they ate, drank, slept, and relieved themselves. So much excrement had been accumulated that the original brick flooring had been totally covered and hardened with human feces. This place was extremely troubling. 


Deck of the Castle. 

This must have been the most terrifying journey.
The male slave dungeons.

Cape Coast Cannons. 

We are now waiting to board Flight 26 back to JFK. We have had the most amazing time here in Ghana and we have discoverd that there is a whole new ranching frontier, far from the American prairies, just waiting to be explored. The opportunities here are endless! 

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