the Okavango. Here I had a safe place with plenty of available food
and I was staying another night to fatten myself up as much as possible.
The morning was spent early drinking coffee, sitting on the lawn
catching up on the blog and sorting admin/making plans before I headed
into Maun to sort out finances and stock up on supplies. The unleaden
bike felt very strange. It was ultra responsive and initially I
actually had some difficulty in riding it, the steering was so
sensitive. Pedaling it felt strange too. Each kick had a lot more
effect whilst the relative lack of momentum meant it slowed down more
quickly between each kicks. I soon got used to it, got into a tuck and
raced in to Maun. My average speed heading in was almost thirty
kilometers an hour, a third again above my usual! Perhaps trans africa
would be possible in under three weeks with a support car?
There's not much to say about Maun. It's nice enough, but not much do
do, just a gateway to the delta I suppose. So once I'd sorted myself
out and bought supplies I headed back to the Old Bridge to sort out
kit and made preparations for the remaining days in the desert ahead,
such as hard boiling a half dozen eggs. Then I lazed about and ate...
a lot. I didn't want to arrive at the South African border looking
like a skeleton.
There's not much more to say about today. I got a relatively early
night once I'd made my bike was prepared as I could whilst still
sleeping in the tent.. The party at the bar was going on as usual, but
this time I had to just listen, no joining in. As I drifted off to
sleep they were playing 'Deep Forest' (I can hear Tommy cringeing, but
I like it) and it seemed apt mixed with the frogs and bats I'd now so
quickly become acustomed to. Tomorrow I would be leaving this oasis
and heading back out into the Kalahari this time navigating for it's
eastern shores. I needed my sleep.
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