Gypsy Biker

Mount Meru was swathed in cloud, and a light rain was falling when I woke. We had enjoyed a wonderful dinner prepared by Judi the night before, and after a round of coffee, I had headed off to bed and slept without waking until after 6.30am… David and I spent the morning chatting about the [...]

The further north I have ridden, the more motorcycles I have come across. Most of them are Chinese and Indian imports with a variety of names I do not recognize. What does however become immediately apparent, is that only a fraction of the riders bother to use helmets. It is very rare indeed to find [...]

Clouds hung over the mountains all around the village of Lushoto, and the security guard assured me that it would rain within the next hour or so. I got all the kit onto the bike, ate a light breakfast, and left the hotel as quickly as I could. The pack of dogs that had greeted [...]

Having decided to make the run to Arusha in two days instead of one, I was able to leave Dar much later than I had previously planned… I waited until the traffic going up the Old Bagamoyo Road had calmed down from Mayhem to chaotic, before venturing out of the gate and into the madness… [...]

Swahili is a language which came into use in order to make communication between the Bantu tribes of East Africa, and the Arab and Portuguese traders, easier…  (Just as Fanagalo was the common language developed to communicate with the various tribes of mine workers in South Africa…) Swahili though, by all account is a rather [...]

On Sunday, Deon took me to his factory, not far from the house, and showed me his ice making operation. I was amazed at the simplicity of the operation, but also at how efficiently and professional the set-up was… Most business which I have seen in our neighboring states, are run out of premises that [...]