Hello Kenya

We crossed the border at Moyale, into Kenya. This was again a simple procedure of signing out and signing in. No visa required for South Africans to enter Kenya.

We were a little unsure if we would be able to cycle across the border as there has been some ongoing inter-tribal warfare in Moyale and 2 days prior to our arrival, there was a massive shoot-out. The Kenyan military, however quickly mobilized to the town and the rebels swiftly dispersed shortly before our crossing.

Despite the military presence in Moyale, we did have an imposed curfew after sunset and camped just beyond the border in a gated area with free roaming hyena and lesser domesticated kudus. We also had 4 Kenyan tourist police donning their military camos and rifles who will be joining us on route through Kenya.

After Moyale we had a tough time cycling through the Dida Galgalu Desert, a lava rock desert with a few rough sections of road, severe heat (around 45deg) and yet again 40-50km head winds. It was hard on the legs as most of my ride was spent out of the saddle carving my way over large rocks and corrugations. None the less, night time in the deserts are unbeatable for star gazing and always offer a peaceful nights sleep.

The winds followed us all the way to Marsabit, where we spent a rest day. We landed up camping in a convent with good ablution facilities and the nuns even went so far a to provide us with a tuck shop service selling yoghurt (a rare commodity up until now), Cadbury chocolate slabs (the first non Arab, real chocolate we have had) and of course bottles of Tusker beer.

The following day we rode on to Laisamis where we camped at the Laisamis High School, a public boarding school for pupils in the area. They held an evening assembly in our honour which a few of us attended and had a great time interacting with the pupils and getting to know a bit about them and their lifestyles. They have cultivated their own vegetable garden and managed to get a solar powered bore hole set up to provide them with water.

Unfortunately we had to bus a 170km from Laisamis to Isiolo as this stretch of road is a high risk area known for gun yielding bandits who are targeting tourists. Most local truckers are also weary of this stretch and travel armed and in convoy. We had our armed guards upfront and luckily our trip was uneventful.






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