Across The DRC Day 1
From the second we move away the border, the road is barely a road. It’s really more of a walking / motorbike track. The track is so overgrown I am scraping through brush on...
From the second we move away the border, the road is barely a road. It’s really more of a walking / motorbike track. The track is so overgrown I am scraping through brush on...
Mercifully the heat and humidity drop overnight, and so I sleep soundly, happy to be less than ten yards from a Policeman. In the morning I share around sugary tea before bidding farewell and...
With my team mates we backtrack to Dolice and I spend another great night listening to Gaps’ tales of adventure throughout the Congo. A quick dip in the pool is the icing on the...
Lazing about enjoying my beach side paradise one afternoon, Pascal gives me the good news – get to the Angolan embassy as fast as possible. It turns out a one month visa costs the...
The highway to Pointe-Noire winds it’s way up and over a genuine mountain pass – at times steep enough for 2nd gear in the Jeep. Technically the road is two lanes in each direction,...