Today we rode from Migoli to Chiona
Today we rode from Migoli to Chiona. Put another way, we rode from somewhere just past the middle of nowhere to…
I couldn’t watch as Adam prepped his needle
I couldn’t watch as Adam prepped his needle. Good Lord but 10 cc is a lot. As he zeroed in on one of my veins with…
Tanzania truly is a beautiful country, God’s own
After God finished making all the lumpy bits in Southern Tanzania, I’m guessing he rested there for a bit. Riding…
A delightful little lake outside a little town called Njombe
I am blogging to you from a delightful little lake outside a little town called Njombe. I’m not supposed to be…
Pole Pole
The Swahili phrase Pole Pole means slowly slowly. It was first coined by a cyclist, on his way up up up the Kitulo…
We crossed into Tanzania this morning and immediately, those of us from Zimbabwe…
The border post money changers were busy dealing with incoming travelers, changingSouth African Rands, Malawian…
I’m blogging to you from a white sandy beach at Kaporo, a one time slaving station…
We’re camping rough, between a fishing village and a community of rice farmers. A delicious curry and rice dinner…
It all went swimmingly well on today’s ride from Kande Beach up to Mzuzu, apart…
We had a 3 km wade out through thick, thick sand which grabbed your wheel and worried it like a terrier. Mark…
It all went swimmingly well on today’s ride from Kande Beach up to Mzuzu, apart…
We had a 3 km wade out through thick, thick sand which grabbed your wheel and worried it like a terrier. Mark…
This blog is coming to you from Kande Beach, half way up Lake Malawi
It’s 04.00 a.m. and i’m listening to the waves as they crash down onto the sandy beach. It is same same to being at…