I took the short ride last Saturday from Kabale to a campsite on the lake. It's billed in the tourist leaflets as 'the prettiest lake in Uganda'.

There are a lot of lakes in Uganda so I suppose you'd have to ride round the whole of the country to judge that, but it certainly is a picture.
So here are some pictures.

First sighting of the lake. It's long and not very wide and its shoreline zigzags around a myriad little bays.

This is the scene of the photos and this is the road that runs about three miles from Kabale to the lake and then a good way around it. Easy in the dry but steep and twisty in places. Uganda's quite hilly here, and it gets more hilly into Rwanda, 'The Land Of A Thousand Hills'.

View from the carpark at the campsite.

This is quite a campsite. The camping is OK but the little huts they have are even better. So I took one, and it's the sort of place you could spend a couple of weeks in.

The scene from outside of my little hut.

And through the doorway.

There are a couple of rowing boats down some steps in front, and a board for diving into the water.
The water's ...... err .... ok. Not cold, but the weather is cloudy half the time and sunny the rest so it doesn't get warm. And it's quite high up here. Kabale is Uganda's highest city, the lake a little higher. This area is called Uganda's 'Little Switzerland'. Although I don't think snow would ever be spotted here.

There's no internet here so I don't know when I'll post this. Maybe not until I arrive in Kigale.
In fact there's nothing to do here except explore the lake and tracks by boat or foot, swim in it, or watch birds. Lake Bunyonyi means 'Lake of the little birds'. There's a big western-style hotel a few miles back up the road and I saw one or two people carrying yard-long lenses on tripods, looking around and up into the trees.
So with nothing to do here I may stay a day or so longer. It's compounded by the fact that there's no TV here, and the World Cup is on. Everyone is staying at the big hotel, or another campsite down the road in the other direction. From the faint noise you can hear travelling across the water there must be a lot of people staying there. There's been hardly anyone here.

The lake birds certainly are small, and I suppose you need a special skill to spot them because I haven't seen many. And the ones I have are difficult to photograph, unlike the fairly tame specimens back in Kenya.
But with my one-inch lens here's what I managed:

This one had been diving into the water amongst the reeds next to the edge of the lake, presumably for tiny fish or some other food.

And this one was also diving for food, but in open water away from the shore.

This is the steep terraced slope behind. The entire lake is surrounded by this scenery, the cultivation and terracing of the slopes preventing soil erosion into the lake.

And while we're about it, let's not leave out the plant life. It brings a bit of colour to the screen.
I don't know what these flowers are, and some of them may also grow back home in England. But these are the African versions, all around the campsite here: