I’d said goodbye to Linda and Jan the night before, so early in the morning I set off cycling away from Piet Retief. The day began with rolling hills, before beginning a long consistent climb.
Continue reading “Road to Bethlehem”Eswatini
I set off cycling towards the border. As the kilometres went by, the land became less intensely farmed, as forests replaced fields.
Continue reading “Eswatini”South Africa: Johannesburg
After collecting my PCR result in Lobatse, I headed to KFC to use up the last of my Pula. From there I returned to the border. This time it went a lot more smoothly and soon I was riding away into South Africa.
Continue reading “South Africa: Johannesburg”Botswana: Monotonously
I got up and continued my generally eastward cycle. I passed a vet check point and stocked up on water. A dog barked at me while I was there – that’s the worst interaction I’ve had with a dog in the whole of Africa. It’s been nice not to have them chasing me here.
Continue reading “Botswana: Monotonously”Botswana: Adventurously
I set off shortly before sunrise. The road was dirt until the edge of town, at which point it turned to sand. It was deep, and I had to push for quite a long way. I was sweating hard and the sun was barely over the horizon, I was glad I’d not started the afternoon before.
Continue reading “Botswana: Adventurously”Botswana: Cycling With Cyclists
I had a nice start to the day at the campsite. Two cats came and joined me in my tent and we watched as a pack of about fifty meerkats frolicked around outside.
Continue reading “Botswana: Cycling With Cyclists”Zimbabwe, briefly
I spent a few nights at the lodge in Livingstone. It was a nice place; I stayed in a small log cabin (chalet if you want to be fancy). A zebra walked past my window, and an emu came to search through my rubbish. I even met some cycle tourists!
Continue reading “Zimbabwe, briefly”Zambia
I made a bit of a late start, leaving at around 8. Since neither of the town’s ATMs would accept my card, I wanted to try converting some USD at the bank. When I saw the literally hundreds of people “queueing” outside, I changed my mind. Who needs money anyway?
Continue reading “Zambia”Mozambique
Now that I finally had my visa in hand, I at last set off cycling from Lilongwe. After about 10 kilometres the urban sprawl came to an end, the traffic reduced, and I cycled over gently rolling hills through green countryside.
Continue reading “Mozambique”Malawi (Part 2)
When I cycled through Mzuzu early in the morning, there were hundreds of people on the streets already, but I still got remarkably less attention. Not a single person shouted at me as I rode out of the city!
Continue reading “Malawi (Part 2)”
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