I stayed an extra day in Brazzaville, partially out of laziness, and partially out of fear of the road ahead - I had one easy day on the only tar road in the country (which goes about 400k north from Brazzaville to the president’s hometown of Oyo - total coincidence, of course), but after that […]

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Arriving on the outskirts of Kinshasa as the sun was starting to fade didn’t cause too much alarm at first.
In the hills outside the city there were a surprising amount of very nice houses in private compounds (obviously belonging to either government officials or the business elite - ok so they are the same thing), […]

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By the time I made it to the Angola/DRC border, it was getting dark, I was severely dehydrated and hadn’t been able to keep down hardly any food.
I had read somewhere online that the border was open until 6PM, so with my 5:45 arrival time and the fact that the border was remote and had […]

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So after a fitful night of half-consciousness (and one episode of flagging down the only truck that passed by the whole night for water), I woke up to find 5 bushmen poking around the outside of my tent.
Besides the whole crashing constantly thing of the previous day, I also, in my infinite wisdom after my […]

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So it’s now one day out of Luanda.  I haven’t slept well, it’s hot as Hades, and packing the bike is a pain in the ass (thanks to my overflowing wisdom in not bringing hard metal panniers and being forced to shove everything inside crappy softbags, my duffel bag, and the rest bungee’d and cam-buckle-tie-down’d […]

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The tracks  for this ride diary abruptly end where my GPS met its maker under what were probably wheels 1-9 of several 18-wheelers, but the commentary (as usual) continues on and on and on…
The ride from Windhoek to the Namibian border is a long, boring, and dry, boring, plain, (did I mention boring?) trip.
I was […]

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