This reminded me of my uncles from Asembo bay, Mabinju. We'd graze the cattle with Biko till dusk and leave the Sunset in our wake, pass by Rozzy's home at the foot of the hills as we head for Osese Nyapolo's home.
I'd occassionally glance back to see the sun rays kiss the lake on the horizon and marvel at the beauty of God's creation. In 1998 the menace of Hyacinth was there for all to see but the fisher folk along the shores had hope, praying to God and hoping for answers from the Government of Moi wuod Odongo.
Well right now it has taken over everything that was left of the shores. The fisher folk would be right at the doorsteps of Heaven laden with all forms of prayers and offerings had they not found other income generating activities like bodaboda.
I have seen university students like Wycliffe Opiyo and John Ndwiga conduct related research even touching on pollution and gave a thorough environmental assesment.
These papers have never seen the light of day. I wonder why we are busy growing fish in ponds when we have the second largest Fresh water lake in the world.
The only mistake the Fish made is its association with Luos and the Left wing. Had its proximity to the powers that be not been compromised, we'd now have true fish and chips joints and maybe have it high up there in the exports with Tea, Coffee and horticulture.
This is the plight of the descendant of Fisher Folk. Some day when the Glory comes, it shall be felt along these shores. Men and women of all colours and races pacing along it in their shorts and bikinis, their children looking for floaters to go and play in the waters.
The significance of the lake will go beyond baptism by many waters.
Let me leave this here