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Day 47 - Stage 33 - Mburo (Leopard Rest) to Uganda Lodge (118 km)

Sunrise at Leopard Rest - Uganda

Tuesday: Supposed to be a great day of cycling, but it ends badly for me, no tattoo's, but my first major mechanical failure. Judith on the other hand, had a great day out on the bike.

Start the day by doing 9km on the dirt road back to the tar road, yesterdays final downhills become today's first uphills. 



Michael bringing up the rear (Photo by Rupert Dixon)

Judith loving the dirt road section (Photo by Rupert Dixon)

While cycling behind me, Judith notices

Day 46 - Stage 32 - Kabalungi School to Mburo (65 km)


Main Truck packed-up, in the rain, and ready to depart.


Monday: Woke up and it was raining, we decided to have breakfast first, then to pack up the tent, but it was the wrong decision, we packed up the tent in a much heavier rain. Sometimes you win, other times you lose badly; had to pack the drenched tent into my Daily Bag! :/

As a consequence, we were the last to leave Camp, and we cycled for most of the first half in the rain. Caught up to Liz when she stopped to sample some fried cassava.

Judith couldn't wait

Day 45 - Stage 31 - Ssese Island to Kabalungi School (104 km)

Sunday: An early start again, load bags by 6am, have a quick breakfast and start cycling, today I cycle  with Philip, who is recovering after a bout of runs, he needed to take it easy today. We have to leave early because we need to either to catch the Ferry by 8 am (the racing snakes) or 10 am latest (the rest of us).

Judith decides to take the truck to the Ferry, and to only start riding once on the mainland, she is worried that she might miss the 10 am Ferry. A wise move, as the route to the Ferry is quite hilly and it would have slowed her down considerably - raising her stress levels.

We cycled 34 km on the Island, which consists both of pristine jungle and cultivated lands, with a lot of land dedicated to Palm Nut Oil Production. We arrive early enough to make the 10 am Ferry to the Ugandan Mainland. While waiting at the Ferry, I have a cup of coffee with Natalie, while she enjoys a cup of good Ugandan tea.

We board the Ferry, trucks & cars first, followed by motorbikes, then us cyclists, and lastly the pedestrians. We have a leisurely trip on the Lake and chat a bit to the local truck and motorbike riders.

Cycling through an avenue of Palm Nut trees

Palm Nut grove on the Island

View of the Camp area from the overlooking hill


Riders waiting for the call to board the Ferry

Philip takes the opportunity to enjoy a cooked meilie (corn)

Motobike riders waiting to board after the trucks & cars had boarded.

Park my bike away from the maddening crowd

Riders pace the Ferry looking for a place to rest

Some of the seated riders (three out of four riders are on social media at any one time

Calm comes to the loaded Ferry as it makes its way to the Ugandan Mainland

Passing another Lake Victoria Ferry

The motor vehicles depart the Ferry


The riders getting ready to disembark 

On arrival at the Mainland, we all get off in the same order as we boarded, and us riders start cycling again. I rode with Philip and Muzz.

Just before lunch, we stop at one of the roadside stalls and buy a watermelon and a few mango's, we are joined by Sue & Liz who help us to devour the most delicious and fresh tasting watermelon & mango I've had.

We get to the Lunch Truck and everyone keeps mum about our fruit eating escapades, we don't want Wynand to find out we preferred our own fruit purchase. I couldn't eat lunch... I was just to full of fresh fruit!  Wynand shows us the Jack Fruit which he bought, he says he will cut it up for us to try, in the foreseeable future.

While passing through one of the Villages, we stop at a great big pile of bananas, meet the owner, who tells us its destined for Rwanda, where they will use it to make Banana Wine (will make an effort to taste some when we get to Rwanda).

I enjoy a coke-stop with Philip, Liz and Alex, & hear Nelson fell off his bike (rumor has it, he was  involved in an accident with a motorbike). Sweep Rider Max, leaves us to accompany Nelson to the local Hospital, we carry on sweepless.

Arrive at the school, I took charge and acted as the Sweep Rider (seems I am the most qualified) behind Liz and Philip. We come in after Judith, who had an eventful ride to Camp after the 8 am Ferry trip (at one stage she fell down which resulted in a minor cut to her calf, and she was also caught in the rain).

All the racing snakes arrived at the School in the pouring rain, some even took the opportunity to use the rain as a makeshift shower. Everyone waits under the Main Truck tarpaulin, for the rain to stop before pitching their tents.

Everyone camps on the School Soccer Field, and Sandy and Niklas organise for a case of beers to be delivered - so we at least have access to a cold beer before dinner!

At the Briefing Meeting, we get an update about Nelson, none of the X-Ray machines at the nearest hospitals were in working order, so he was taken to Kampala, but it seems there isn't anything major wrong with him, which is good news.

Very basic Camp, squat toilets and no showers, everyone camps. Have dinner, then take a bottle wash (use my bike water bottle to wash with) & then off to sleep with the pitter-patter of falling rain...


Cheers, 
Mike T



Philip taking photos of the local cattle

Murry & Philip negotiating the price of the watermelon and mango's
Eating our watermelon and mango's


Wynand showing off his Jack Fruit

Today's last coke stop with Phillip, Liz and Alex
The pile of bananas destined for Rwanda to be made into wine

Philip and Liz arrive at the School

"Racing Snake" Charles takes the opportunity to wash in the rain
Putting up the tent before the rain returns 



Riders Briefing for tomorrow's ride.

Briefing Board for tomorrow's ride




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Day 44 - Travel Day in Uganda

Sunset as seen from Ssese Island


Saturday: An official Travel Day, travel from Kampala (Chili Lodge) to Ssese Island (Ssese Island Beach Hotel) via Entebbe.

To negate the notorious Kampala traffic, TDA devise the cunning plan of traveling out from Kampala by bus to Entebbe, then catching a ferry from Entebbe to Ssese Island on Lake Victoria, where we will overnight. Before cycling on the Island and catching another ferry with our bikes, back to Mainland Uganda.

So after loading our daily bags on to the Main Truck relatively early and having an early breakfast, thereby allowing the Trucks to depart early enough (they have to catch the Government Ferry) we depart the Chili Lodge in Kampala by bus.

The bus ride doesn't start well, because of our combined weight, at the Main Gate, the bus gets stuck trying to leave the Lodge. We all de-bus, and walk to the Main Road, fortunately  with all of us out, the bus manages to clear the obstacle and once on the Main Road with all climb back into the bus.I am 

The trip through Kampala and on to Entebbe Beach Harbour, although quite long, goes off without any further glitches. On arrival at the Harbour, here is just enough time to take a toilet break, before we all board the Ferry.

The Ferry ride on Lake Victoria to Ssese Island takes approximately 3 1/2 hours, and most of the riders manage to pass the time by taking a doze every now and then, or by chatting to some of their fellow riders. We cross the Equator for the second time, but decide to keep it low key, as we will not be able to reproduce as much of the fun as we had on our first crossing.

Riders getting into the bus for the trip to Entebbe
The Kampala skyline
Boarding the Ferry to Ssese Island
The Captain checking his twin outboard engines
View of Entebbe from the Ferry
Start of the Ferry trip and all are calm
Birthday Girl No.1 enjoying her Ferry trip


Birthday Girl No.2 enjoying her trip out on the bow of the Ferry
Approaching the Ferry Landing on Ssese Island

Disembarking from the Ferry
It's a double birthday today, both Judith & Andje are celebrating their birthdays, so the riders and TDA staff on the ferry, sing 'happy birthday' to them.

On arrival at Ssese Island, the majority of the riders decide to camp, while only a handful of us take a room at the Ssese Islands Beach Hotel. Since it's Judith's birthday, I treat her to a hotel room, can't have her putting up a tent and sleeping on the ground for her special day.

After dinner, Errol the Chef, produces two freshly baked chocolate birthday cakes, one each for the two Birthday Girls. Both cakes are appreciated and consumed by the riders and staff (they take no prisoners).

Later that evening we have an impromptu party, when two bottles of chilled champagne miraculously  appear  (we bought them in Jinja and they were kept chilled in the Lunch Truck for this special occasion). A great way to end a special day.

It's not every birthday, that Judith is treated to a boat trip to an exotic island with a group of her friends.

Cheers,
Mike T

Ps. The latest news concerning the sick riders, is that Bridgette, Anmei and Andrew are all out of Hospital, and will be joining us shortly.


The Ssese Island Beach Hotel Reception
View of our Room for our Island stay
Having lunch No.2 in the Hotel Restaurant

Bike Repair Time in idyllic conditions
Riders' Briefing - Tomorrow's Ride

Errol & Helen lighting the candles on the birthday cakes
Birthday Girls Judith and Andje
Cutting the cake into sufficient pieces for riders and staff alike
The line-up for some birthday cake
Riders relaxing after dinner & cake... and reflecting on the day's traveling and tomorrow's cycling and ferry expectations



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Day 43 - Stage 30 - Jinja to Kampala (87 km)

Feb 24th, Friday: Another day, another first. 

We experience mud. Lovely thick Saprolite* mud, aka sticky DRC-type mud, which clogs the wheels, chains and derailleurs, forcing all of the riders to stop in their tracks.  

It didn't matter if you were a Racing-Snake or part of Team-Sweep, you came to a halt and started cleaning the mud off your bike.



The muddy road conditions we had to contend with (Photo by Rupert Dixon)



Had an early Riders Briefing followed by breakfast, then left Kingfisher Lodge, cycling away from Jinja. We fought our way along the potholed tar road trying to miss the potholes while contending with the Kamakazi Borda Borda Riders, then turned off onto a dirt road.

At the back, us tail-enders got caught in some heavy rain, I put on a poncho but it helps nothing, wearing a poncho on a bike is now officially not recommended!

We hit a section of road construction,  which had recently been graded, with the assistance of the rain, it turns into a total mud bath, forcing the riders to come to a sudden stop. The mud builds up on the tires, resulting in the wheels locking up and as mentioned, every rider is forced to dismount, walk a portion uphill until out of the affected area, and clean the mud off their tires.

Judith and I are forced to stop and are quickly  assisted by some of the locals, who produce short lengths of sticks, which they use to get the mud off our tires to free the wheels. We repay the favor, by giving them some of our PVM Energy Bars (we have started using them  as bartering items). 

I assisted Erin in removing her Granny-Bicycle type mudguards, which are totally useless in this type of mud (she repays me later that evening with a well appreciated cold beer).


Morning Riders Briefing

Wynand the Lunch Truck Driver/Chef feeling very colorful at breakfast time

The Daily Briefing Board
The next Section before our next Rest Day

Riders having breakfast before heading off to Kampala
Cleaning the last bit of mud off our bikes

Drilling and blasting operations on a portion of the new road
Justin's bike, very muddy, with a broken rear derailleur hanger which forced him to abandon.


At our first Coke Stop, we were totally knackered,  some of us just sat on the road outside of the shop, and recharged our batteries with a sugar high.


Cycled on to the Lunch Truck at the 67km mark, had lunch watched by the local population (we are big spectator value) and then commenced ride on towards the Lake.

After another 13km after lunch, we reached Lake Victoria, where we are besieged by locals who offer to clean our bikes of all the accumulated mud, we take up their offer, and they rush our bikes down to the Lake edge and wash them. We take the opportunity for another Coke Stop, Judith has a Stoney Ginger Beer, and I opt for a refreshing cold beer!

Once we had enough people to fill up a boat, the now sparkling clean bikes are loaded (our boat takes seven riders and their bikes) and we boarded accordingly. We then enjoyed a leisurely boat trip into the metropolis of Kampala - a very clever way of getting into Kampala without experiencing the notorious Kampala traffic.

We disembarked at one of the many small harbours around Kampala and cycled a short distance to the Red Chili Lodge, I decided to spoil Judith and take a room (no camping, tomorrow 25th Feb is her birthday).



Coke Stop time  - Sitting down on the road getting our sugar fix

Spectator value at the lunch stop

Getting my bike washed by two of the locals
Loading the bikes on the boat

The ladies in the back of the boat enjoying the boat trip

Gurpaul showing us how it should be done.
Unpacking both riders and bikes on arrival in Kampala


Henry Gould the Founder of TDA, joins up with us (he will be accompanying us until Urusha) and  the TDA makes the first donation of 19 new bicycles to a local Ugandan NGO Company, CAP AIDS Uganda. I handed one over and suggested to the recipient that he names the bike Michael!


A tough but worthwhile day comes to an end, with dinner by TDA and a few social beers at the bar next to the pool.


Cheers,
Mike T


Welcome to Kampala

Our first official TDA bike handing over ceremony
  
Henry Gould explaining the purpose of the TDA bike sponsoring and handover operations


Michael handing over a bike to one of the fortunate recipients 

TDA Staff packing bikes on the Main Truck for their transport to Ssese Island tomorrow 



PS: There is a viral gastrointestinal infection doing its rounds among the riders, today 7 of the riders couldn't cycle and had to take the Main Truck to Kampala. What is interesting, is that they are all members of the original riders, none of the "Newbees" are sick, I think it's because after more than 40 days on the road, our immune systems are down.


*Saprolite
(sāp'rə-līt')    


Soft, thoroughly decomposed and porous rock, often rich in clay, formed by the in-place chemical weathering of igneous, metamorphic, or sedimentary rocks. Saprolite is especially common in humid and tropical climates. It is usually reddish brown or grayish white and contains those structures (such as cross-stratification) that were present in the original rock from which it formed.

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