01 A lake made on purpose

The disconcerting part is not the moat but its urban position. On the far side of the water there is a retaining wall, a metal railing and an avenue with cars going past. The distance between a basking crocodile and the city's ordinary traffic is a few metres.

Over the years the site has become the compulsory stop for anyone passing through Yamoussoukro, ahead even of the monumental architecture around it. There is no admission, no signposted route and no timetable: you arrive, park and look from the pavement.

A close view of a rock platform at the water's edge with several crocodiles: at the centre, an adult around three metres long walks with its body lifted clear of the ground on all four legs, coming out of the water onto the rock; its skin is dark olive green along the back and yellowish on the flanks and tail, plated with scales and with pronounced dorsal ridges, and its closed mouth shows the row of teeth; around it lie at least four more crocodiles, motionless, two at the top edge of the frame half in the water and two at the bottom; the rock is wet, streaked with silt and puddles, and the water a flat blue-grey.
An adult hauls out onto the rock platform with its body lifted clear of the ground. Around it, four more lie motionless.Clément Bucco-Lechat / Wikimedia Commons / CC BY-SA 3.0·CC BY-SA 3.0

02 What animal this actually is

The site's popular name speaks of caimans, but the animals you see are Nile crocodiles, Africa's own large species. Adults comfortably exceed three metres, and the largest individuals in the lake are described as considerably longer.

On how many there are, the circulating figures do not agree: from a couple of hundred to over three hundred, with no public count to back it. What you can verify by eye is that at feeding time several dozen come out of the water at once and occupy the rock platforms along the bank.

A general view of the bank at feeding time: across the left and lower half of the frame, a good dozen adult crocodiles lie on a pale rock platform and on the mud, pointing in various directions with their tails towards the water; to the right, a concrete ramp descends to the edge and on it, standing with their back to the water, a person in dark trousers, a light shirt and a headcloth holds a bird in one hand, at middle distance and with no defined face; behind, the grey sheet of water reaches the opposite bank, edged by a continuous white wall, a regular row of tall palms and low buildings; the sky is covered and whitish.
The bank at feeding time: a good dozen animals out of the water and the bird about to be thrown to them.Clément Bucco-Lechat / Wikimedia Commons / CC BY-SA 3.0·CC BY-SA 3.0

03 August 2012

The keeper had been feeding them for three decades. In August 2012, during the feeding, one of the animals killed him.

That episode is the reason this section exists. The man who looked after the lake, around seventy years old, had spent thirty years feeding the animals and moved along the bank with a familiarity that had become routine. In August 2012 he was attacked and died during the daily feeding, in front of those watching.

There is no need to dramatise it: the fact is there to calibrate the place. If thirty years of daily contact were not enough to make it safe, the conclusion for a visitor spending half an hour is obvious. You watch from the railing and from the top of the bank, not from the water's edge.

04 How it is visited today

The visit is free and unorganised. The lake still rings the presidential compound and is seen from the public street, with a wall and a railing as the only separation along most of the perimeter. There are stretches where that barrier is damaged, and informal guides offer their services locally at a price best agreed in advance.

Timing is the only thing to plan: around five in the afternoon. Earlier, in the heat, the animals are submerged and all you see are eyes and snouts above the water. That is an enormous difference between driving past and actually seeing something.

A panorama of the outskirts from a bank of red earth filling the foreground: to the left, isolated on a plain of dry grass with scattered trees, stands a horizontal white building of several storeys, its façade formed of closely spaced vertical columns with a curved body at one end; there is no other construction around it. To the right, a wide, empty road drops into a dip and rises again in the distance, lined with tall, regularly spaced streetlights and carrying two or three tiny vehicles. The sky, with white and grey cloud, fills the upper half.
The lake's surroundings: isolated monumental buildings and empty avenues. Everything here was built at a larger scale than needed.jbdodane / Wikimedia Commons / CC BY 2.0·CC BY 2.0

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