North along Lake Malawi
I have published my first print book!
The Road Chose Me Volume 1: Two years and 40,000 miles from Alaska to Argentina
We tear ourselves away from the paradise that is Cape Maclear and slowly move North along the shores of Lake Malawi. We roll through small towns, stopping to re-supply in street markets and eat local food cooked over open fires. At night we camp lakeside and get battered by the wind whipping off the lake.
At one place we’re warned not to swim – recently a crocodile escaped an enclosure and now lives nearby in the lake. Nobody knows for sure if he’s still around, and I’m not willing to find out!
In a few tiny villages we hang around at lunchtime, shaking hands and buying rounds of chips (french fries) hand cut and cooked while we wait. Locals come and go, buying supplies and stopping to chat. It’s abundantly clear everyone knows everyone, and the small town is the centre of their community.
The lake is always stunning, and again I’m impressed on more than once occasion when we climb up and over genuine mountain passes.
I’m extremely impressed with the place we have just found! – it was a serious uphill scramble in low range first, but well worth it!