The Clean Sweep: Robbed July 16th, 2011
Talking gear: 10,000km in June 30th, 2010
Half-way to Cape Town yet? Unless I start pedalling a much straighter route, which is usually far less fun, I can confidently say no. Guinea Bissau, where my speedometer ticked over 10,000km recently, does not appear to be equal distance from England and South Africa. The distance I’ve come does however provide a good opportunity to review the gear that’s got me here. What has lasted, been replaced or sent home. It’s not an exhaustive critique, and if the words Rolhoff, Schwalbe and Ortlieb appear all too unpronounceable, you may wish to stop reading now.
50 photos from Africa March 27th, 2010
“Let’s face it an unarmed white man travelling alone across Africa what are the chances of making your trip WITHOUT being killed, raped or robbed? Pretty slim. I commend Gostelow however naïve he is.”
Trust readers of your local newspaper to support you. The story of my machete attack was splashed across the front page of the Dorset Echo last Thursday. I’m glad to say other readers posted more positive comments than the one above. In actual fact the chances of being robbed of something in Africa, if you’re here long enough, are probably quite good – killed, raped or attacked by a machete however is a different matter. I wonder if this commentator has ever stepped onto the continent or been following my travels to date? I doubt it.