In photos: Tanzania`s last true paradise

In photos: Tanzania’s last true
paradise
Posted October 15, 2014 by Tyson Jopson & filed under On assignment, Photography. Print
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Just off the coast of Tanzania is Mafia Island: a raw, untouched
paradise still immune to the melee of seasonal sun seekers. Tyson
Jopson spent a week there and discovered that things work a little
differently when you’re off the tourist radar. For now …
Mafia Island is just 50 kilometres long and 15 kilometres wide. At its heart is a thicket of green
bordered by white pinstripe beaches that hold firm age-old mangroves in the shallow wash. It’s
been like this for centuries.
Mafia Island is the kind of place any travel journalist would be reluctant to write about. It felt,
and still feels, like I’ve given up a rare secret: the location to paradise unfamiliar – an
overlooked time capsule floating in suspended animation, almostimpervious to the swell and
squabble of its postcard cousins. Less than 1 000 visitors touch down on its shores every year and
most come for one reason alone: to experience underwater nirvana. But things might be changing.
I spent a week there doing a story for the November issue of Getaway magazine (on shelves next
week). Here are some photos I took along the way.
It’s less than 35 kilometres from the mainland but most visitors access Mafia Island by small
plane (dhow trips can take up to a whole day and they do not operate to any particular schedule).
This is Clement, an Italian pilot flying one of Coastal Air’s 40-seater Cessna Caravans. The
plane was at capacity, so I flew shotgun in the cockpit. Shortly after we took off, he turned to me
and said,
‘Eees your fist time in a small plane?’
I said yes. He said,
‘Don’t wooory, we are safe.’
Then he took out his phone and began texting.
Lilac tinted egg-yolk sunrises are the norm over the Kinasi Pass that separates Mafia Island’s
mainland from the rest of the archipelago.
Every morning Mafian woman head down to the shore to help the fishermen tally their haul. The
men stay out all night and come in with their catch at dawn. I didn’t quite catch this woman’s
name but she giggled when she heard mine, ‘cos I’m little and white.’ Cheeky
Aside from a plethora of fish species, unbleached coral and seasonal whale sharks, Mafia
Island’s aquatic playground is home to ghost crabs. They scurry up and down the ephemeral,
low-tide sand banks moving fistfuls of sand each time. It seems like a giant waste of time, but I’m
assured they have a plan.
On Chole Mjini (one of the smaller of Mafia’s islands), stone ruins hint at a past that stretches
back to the early Omani slave trade. Nature, however, has reclaimed its space and many of the
ancient walls are today smothered in dense foliage. Some even have giant fig trees reaching up
from the tops of their walls, growing from seeds deposited there by small birds many years ago.
The waters around Mafia are its lifeblood. Naturally, dhows abound. Whether its fishing,
snorkelling or excursions to the islands, the only way to do it is by dhow.
I stayed at Kinasi Lodge while I was on Mafia Island. Its staff are intelligent, knowledgeable and
friendly and, like most Mafians, know the waterways intricately.
Aside from fishing, Mafia has a strong agricultural base. Indeed, most of the small villages dotted
around the island (linked only by dirt roads) hum to the sedentary pace of subsistence living.
Every two months (give or take) the two biggest ‘clubs’ on Mafia Island get together for an epic
derby match on a sandy football field outisde Utende Village. Villagers turn up in their droves
and storm the field every time there is a goal. Restoring order takes time and the matches last
well over the standard 90 minutes.
While the ruins on Chole Island date back to the 8th century, its latest architectural addition is a
little, well, newer. A smattering of treehouse now dot the copses of pine and baobabs on the
island, and you can stay there if you like.
Bare feet and unfettered beauty is the status quo on Mafia Island. It’s impossible to leave not
feeling relaxed.
Diving is the lifeblood of Mafia’s tourism industry. In fact, of the 1 000 visitors who travel here
every year, more than 90% come to dive in the Mafia Island Marine Park. And it’s no wonder
why – it’s the largest, most fecund and well-preserved in East Africa.
For guests of Kinasi Lodge (and indeed all the other lodges situated in the Mafia Island Marine
Park – they number just five) a sunset cruise to one of the islands aboard a traditional, sailpowered dhow is the perfect place from which to watch the sun go down.
Large fruit bats, or flying foxes, hang inverted from fig tree branches on Chole Island during the
day. At night they fly in unison across the Kinasi Pass to hunt on Mafia Island. They’re huge, and
kind of scary. Their wings don’t flap, they thud.
On the northernmost tip of Mafia, outside of the marine park, the island’s only lighthouse (built
by Germans) stands sentinel over the unprotected shore. To the south, it’s dhow business as
usual.
Sunrises on Mafia Island sees the last of the night fishermen return to shore around daybreak
with their haul. Getting up early and heading down to the beach is well worth it. The afternoons
are for napping.
Getting to Mafia Island
The flight from Dar es Salaam to Mafia Island is about 45 minutes by light aircraft. Prices vary
seasonally but are usually around US$100 (one way). Take note: in the off season, flights may be
cancelled if they are not at capacity. FastJet offers flights from Johannesburg to Dar es Salaam
from R1 600 (one way). There are five lodges on the east side of the mainland (inside the marine
park), one on the west side of the mainland and one on Chole Island. Transfers from the airstrip
to your accommodation are organised by the lodges and are usually included in the price of
accommodation. If you’re staying inside the marine park (recommended), you will need to pay a
Mafia Island Marine Park fee of $20 per person per night (at the time of writing). Cash only.
Where to stay
Unlike many other island destinations, Mafia does not cater to itinerant backpackers. There are a
few backpacker-friendly ‘hotelis’ in Kilindoni but getting around the island can be tricky (there
are only a handful of cars and tuk-tuk taxis do not operate on any kind of schedule). I highly
recommend staying at one of the lodges inside the marine park where meals, drinks and activities
are taken care of. Booking is essential. I stayed at Kinasi Lodge, which is a perfect mix of islandstyle chalet living, with slick service and friendly staff. The lodge also has free Wi-Fi for those
who can’t wait to send photos home. Rooms start at $160 per
person per night (kinasilodge.com).
One Response to “In photos: Tanzania’s last true
paradise”
Hilana Steyn
Delightful pictures and I agree….a very special destination. The diving is superb! I flew
Air Rwanda via Kigali to Dar es Salaam. What a delightful airline, with friendly staff and a
beautiful route. The fares are very competitive.
I treated myself to a stay at Chole Mjini and those tree-houses must be half-way to
heaven…. Lots to do and see in the area. On the whale shark outing I had three
swimming around me…I almost forgot to breathe…
Get there!
October 16th, 2014