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Video of My Speech

For those with bad internet (Like my South African friends) or you were just plain lazy at skipping ahead – here is a link to the video of my section of the event. Read more… The post Video of My Speech appeared first on Motomonkey...
From Swakopmund to Spitzkoppe

From Swakopmund to Spitzkoppe

Finally! Normally packing and loading our bikes is a chore, but this time I am enjoying it one hundred percent as it means we are leaving Swakopmund! We managed to hit the road around 9am, heading north along the coast riding causally at 80 kilometers per hour. The...
Stuck in Swakopmund

Stuck in Swakopmund

Looking down at my gear shifter, sighing – damn those magic fairies, why didn’t you fix it overnight?! Sitting down on the cold concrete driveway, I get to work to remove the gear shifter from the spline. Pulling it completely off I see why it no longer changes gears....
Onwards to Swakopmund

Onwards to Swakopmund

My eye followed the line forward through the sandy dust until I came across Mikes bike, just a few meters ahead of me. The once deep but tidy straight tracks became wobblier and wobblier as the depth of the dust increases. Sucking in a deep breath, I felt pounding in...
On The Road To Sossusvlei

On The Road To Sossusvlei

Every time I blink, I feel grit rolling around under my eye lid. My hands are sucking up every bit of moisture I give them and are still asking for more. My index finger is already developing a deep crack in the joint of my index finger making it painful to bend it....
Bring On Nai–Robbery!

Bring On Nai–Robbery!

Long before we hit the outer city ring of Nairobi we were already crammed between hundreds of cars travelling at five kilometres per hour. This was going to be a killer for the bike. I could not only feel the temperature rising from under my motorcycle gear, I could...
Until You Hit The Asphalt

Until You Hit The Asphalt

I froze as I climbed out of my tent in the morning. Staring at my bike I was completely shocked into silence. My bike looks like shit. What happened? Oh yeah I was forced to load it onto an overloaded truck last night, and endure a 6 hour ride crammed in like sardines...
Not Paying For Fuel = Bad Karma

Not Paying For Fuel = Bad Karma

For days now, I’d been wondering where the four Australian cyclists were, hoping I would get to pass them once again and have my dose of Australian humour. Just like last time, I met them on entering Moyle Township. Passing the two guys I’m travelling with I overtook...
Exploding Spark Plugs

Exploding Spark Plugs

We left fairly early the next morning. I’m not sure if it’s a good idea knowing from previous experience of German overlanders morning schedule. But on the other hand I was happy to be travelling with morning people. People who like to get up and get moving...

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