256 FROM KANGWE TO LAKE NCOVI c h . IX
lake, still to the N.E. The Fans say they think it goes into
the big lake far far away, it* Lake Ayzingo. From the look
of the land, I think this river connecting Ayzingo and Lake
Ncovi wanders down this valley between the mountain spurs
of the Sierra del Cristal, expanding into one gloomy lake
after another. We run our canoe into a bank of t e an
dark-coloured water herb to the right, and disembark into
a fitting introduction to the sort of country we shall have to
deal with before we see the Rembwd— namely, up to ou
knees in black slime.
