“You going by bicycle?” asked the serious immigration lady on the Botswana Zimbabwe boarder at the start of the Zambezi national park. “Yup.” I answered. She looked at me as though I was stupid and said “That’s a bad idea”. Then the lady beside her…
On my bike trip thus far I have had many cycling companions, but one sticks out. Joseph cycled 25km with me as I left Katima. Joseph was a local of Katima and was on his way to work. Joseph was a builder and had his…
It was with a mix of emotions that I left Katima. PROUD Leaving Katima knowing that I had achieved my goal was satisfying. I cycled off knowing that I had achieved it after nearly 9 years of working towards this moment. When I was cycling…
It was about 5pm, the sun just starting to get lower. Dan who I was staying with at his camp asked me “do you want to go and explore in the Makoro (dug out canoe)?”. Naturally I’m always keen for a bit of adventure so…