Leaving Tete and the comfortable hospitality of Theo and Mynie was not easy.
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Marc and I were looking for shade to have lunch. We looked up and saw an oncoming cyclist. It was only at second glance that we both stopped dead in our tracks. It was another crazy mzungu on a bicycle.
The road just improved the closer we got to Tete. We were making good time and even with the late start in Guro we would be in Changara before three o’clock.
The road north to Tete has been interesting. It has been hard going with long stretches of dusty detours and trucks.
“We have to leave early for Catandica. Its a long run, 106 kilometers.” At 07:00 we were at the crossroad to Tete. Perfect overcast weather to spare us the heat, with a tailwind boosting us from the south. We were sure to be in Catandica before three that afternoon.
It is a strange feeling when you are not welcome in one country and basically an illegal in the other!
We made it safely into the kind and very experienced arms of Pastor Frikkie and Juanita de Jager. They have been doing missionary work throughout Southern Africa for the last 40 years. They have survived wars and persevered to build two orphanages, one in Zimbabwe called Maninga Village and the other just outside Chimoio, called Villa Maninga.
We knew that we had a large task ahead of us and geared ourselves up for five days of hard riding and wild camping.
We stopped for a cold coke in the heat of the day. It was going to be a quick stop as the masses of inquisitive kids started buzzing around us while we sipped down. It only takes one clever kid to shout “Swweeet!”
We reached the Inhambane ferry and along came Captain John. Within no time the Captain was spinning us a story how the bikes will cost us 350Mts each to cross to Maxixe…