Day five of the Ghana road trip: we head north.
The plan had changed considerably. Almost all main roads going north go through Kumasi. On the original itinerary, after the visit to Nzulezu I had put down a stop in Adanwomase, a village near Kumasi whose major industry is weaving high quality kente cloth. Stanley suggested we go all the way north and make all the stops on the trip back down south. Since all roads go through Kumasi, I would simply visit Adanwomase a few days later.
As the miles passed beneath the Land Rover’s tires, it occurred to me that I should be a little more proactive about what I wanted to do.
“Is it possible to find someone making palm wine or sodabi in this area?” I asked.
“Yes, of course,” Stanley said. “It’s made all over this region.”
Within fifteen minutes of voicing my request, Stanley pulled to the side of the road. The grass nearby was nearly four feet high. I wondered how he had managed to spot anything.
“You see that shack over there and the smoke?”
A thatched palm branch roof was barely visible about thirty feet away with a faint trail leading to it. The smoke was coming from the fire needed to heat the still. We followed the trail and soon Stanley was talking to the man who was working in the area. He said the man had agreed to let me photograph.