Lake Baringo: The lake with bronze waters

An eagle hunts for fish in Lake Baringo. (Photo: Thorn Mulli)

The waves crash and bubble against a rocky cliff just metres away from your cottage. It is pitch dark outside, a stark contrast to a few hours ago when the full moon shone heavenly light onto the makuti-thatched  club house that has an attractive soil brown-stone finish, which is held up by cured dead wood.

You rest easy thanks to the calming breeze blowing in from Lake Baringo, a welcome oasis in what a sojourner might have otherwise considered God-forsaken land. Sweltering heat, which I reckon is the reason why locals are a shade darker, is the least of this region's worries. It has that in plenty. Life in the form of water is more urgent as rain rarely visits. But it is the same with most gems, hidden deep within hard-to-crack rocks but with beauty that radiates above the surface. Baringo is one such gem.