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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Riding a motorcycle is never a question of IF you will crash, it is always a matter of WHEN you will crash.
And riding an overloaded dirt bike at 2000 meters in a high desert mountain pass doing 120k/hour on un-graded gravel roads with sudden elevation changes and blind turns is no exception.

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