Saturday, December 12 00 to 23 hours of our trip to Bokoro, I started when we arrived to give thanks to God for having reassured by his presence throughout this journey at high risk. Party, in fact, Friday, December 11 of Inongo, in the afternoon, we were surprised by the waves in full kesenge crossing. Despite the propulsive power of the two outboard engines Yamaha, our wooden boat stronger than timidly adverse winds. the ingenuity of the driver was correct these strong winds and sudden.
On our return, Saturday, December 12, Bokoro we left at around 10 h 00 under heavy rain. On this side, there was no danger to fear navigate the Lukenye. Enjoying the beautiful sun of the afternoon, we believed in good time 'after the rain. That is why once arrived at Kutu, around 13 h 00, we decided to enjoy the fine weather to continue our journey to better negotiate the two major crossings of Lake in the section between and Kutu Inongo: Bekai to (more or less 5 km) and kesenge (Plus or minus 3 Km). Error! Much rain had also hit Inongo and surrounding villages, which was agitated Lake contiunuellement until later in the afternoon. Cornered, we rely on the control of our driver and especially his practical know-how-to signs of time. Know how to interpret the signs of time at Lake is a major asset. Wind direction means any message. We met with the kind of waves that are safe for travelers or even to fishermen we met many spirited fish with their nets.
In the evening, there was no wave or no ripple. Lake rested its constant movement. It was an opportunity for us to do everything to achieve Inongo even at night especially as we were only half of our journey route. Everything was quiet. Lake was covered with dead silence ... Only the memory of the shipwreck constantly haunted us as to put us to witness the indifference of the living - some live - for their particular situation. Their silence, forever in the night time, felt like a cry against forgetting this particular corner of the great Congo, formerly corner highlighted the abundance of his riches; area formerly reserved to His Majesty the King Belgians (from the Crown) for what he has learned as a personal benefit; corner engaged in systematic and shameless exploitation of timber by logging companies that have left such visible evidence of their evil trade that deforestation macabre vast expanses of our forests in their primary breast conserving species over 1000 years old. The memory of our loved members drowned or missing in the sinking of 25 November 2009, it will sound even louder the cry of revolt and outrage at the systematic destruction of man and his ecosystem. By 100 years, the timber will leave the consequences incalculabes on the environment and man. Already we see an unprecedented plunder the forests and living spaces for production rights, a deterioration in the quality of our forests since the felling of trees often best to order urgent and very profitable, skimming Top most remarkable trees of the forest, inévitéble loss of biodiversity, the loss in the short and long term in certain animals and plants found in the deep forest (canopy) their refuge and their hideout. Lake Forest companies such SODEFOR leave no luck to the regeneration of forests so they are more concerned to make the maximum profit. We are amazed by our gourvenement there is no measure compelling the operators of timber reforestation, helping to offset any tax shortfall for community economic exploitation, coercion really to improve social conditions in villages and large cities of the Mai-Ndombe. That
catasthrophe of such magnitude has occurred on a ferri Sodefor of us seems a sign of time. It is the tree that hides the forest. Enough is enough! This cry of indignation of the clergy of Inongo is nothing less the echo sound of a cry emerged much stronger and full of silence of graves. The
May - Ndombe is dying! the May - Ndombe robbed again, and asphixia gutted!
Abbot Jef .- BELEP
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