Madam, keep pedalling, never give up hope!

 

I was puffing and panting my way up yet another “rolling” hill on the Mando day in Zambia. when two men on a bike whizzed past me, gleefully shouting these words of encouragement. It worked.

But first, Malawi. I think Malawi suffered a little from coming straight after Tanzania, which we all loved. First impressions where not great as the kids were begging again, it was wet and hot and humid, flat and head wind. Our first night was spent in the Rice Field Camp and we had been warned by the indomitable Sharita to “Guard your stuff, something will be stolen.” Brilliantly – they stole one of the toilet tents! This was in spite of several security guards patrolling the perimeter. But it was soon recovered when Sharita thre

(the rest of this blog disappeared somehow during transfer but you can read all about it in the book of the Adventure — -tales of biking across Africa

If you enjoy reading this, check out my books!

Walking with Nomads

View on Amazon
Adventures in Morocco

Adventures in Morocco

View on Amazon
Dodging Elephants across Africa by bike

Dodging Elephants

View on Amazon

Morocco to Timbuktu

View on Amazon

Previous Post

Next Post