Beach At Last

Waking up on the fifth day (in Mombasa) since I took off from Nairobi on my bicycle, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I was in a big dream. Four days on the road, one puncture en route and 600 solid kilometers covered on two wheels, it was a first for me! In fact,…

Off Road Madness

Day Two: Kitui – Kibwezi (153km) Woke up on the eve of Christmas to the annoying crowing-cock-alarm on my phone at 6.00 am. Where am I? This doesn’t look anything like my bedroom, is it? The questions buzzed through my mind like a swarm of wild bees. So I took my time to take in…

Across Counties

Lunch time at Mwala…it’s time to unleash my goodies and “console my body” (kupigia mwili pole) for the 70 or so kilometers already covered. So I looked for a shady spot under a tree and unzipped my bag to retrieve my lunch. As I had pointed out earlier, the sun and her family seem to…

On the Road to Kitui

Finally, I left my house at 9.30 am…after all the investigations and frustrations caused by the disappearance of my shoes. I’m advised by a loyal and trustworthy friend, Bouke, to consider this a pilgrimage of sorts, and just hit the road pedaling on my bare soles…much to my disapproval. You see, much as I had…

Leaving Nairobi

Ernest Hemingway, from all his wanders around the globe, noticed that “it is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them.” And he couldn’t be more accurate in his observation, particularly where sweating is concerned! Oh and the…