On our way towards Lake Victoria from Baringo we had a stop-over at Kericho, staying for the night in the Tea Hotel. All around the hills are covered in tea plantations; the low shrubs neatly kept to provide a carpet of tea, punctuated with taller trees and occasional buildings. The grounds of the tea hotel are still kept with their lawns and tended borders and yet there was still plenty of wildlife to discover. Small birds patrolled territories or, in the case of a weaver, diligently worked on its nest beneath the shelter of a banana leaf.
The damp climate, a contrast from the arid Baringo area, meant that the trees hung with fronds of numerous ferns while the trunks were coated in a mosaic of lichens. The lawns looked strangely familiar although the clover was a lilac colour and unknown small white sedges grew in the damper patches.
The Tea Hotel itself is a strange colonial relic, now run by the local community. Its grandeur has faded a little with the passage of time but afternoon tea in the Kenya room was a welcome refreshment after the drive of the morning through miles of roadworks.