What’s so good about it?

Because I once believed that it was possible to describe this intense, never ending elation using words, I usually began with the story of the elephant…

Thanks to the Zimbabwean customs guy dragging his heels as he checked our luggage, it was already late afternoon when Dave Briggs and I cleared the Beitbridge border post. Dave was on a K75, me on an old R1100GS. We had to reach Kariba before sundown, because you don’t ride a bike after dark in northern Zimbabwe. There are antelope, bush pigs, cattle and horses everywhere – not to mention the pedestrians.