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Hiking in Mgeta
So I went to Mgeta for a few days this week for a friend's birthday party. Mgeta is a lovely little village in a valley about 1 and a half hours drive into the Uluguru mountains from my site. The Germans settled it because they thought the mica deposits might be valuable. They aren't, of course, but they do make the roads glitter. Somehow the Germans missed the gold in the river. Which I appreciate it: instead of mining camps, you can go swimming in a beautiful river in peace, and scoop up the soil from the bottom and see the gold flakes in your hands.
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