Sunday morning I want for a very short mountain bike ride up a hill, down the hill over the jumps. The jumps were great fun but I must confess to having bottled out on the largest one. On the way up I had been told as we cycled up the hill “ this jump where Justin broke his collar bone”. It was far to hot to go back up the hill again.
I then had an off-road driving lesson to prepare me for Africa. We started off up some very steep inclines. The technique seems to be more power, more speed and more prayer! We then went for a drive threw some swampy ground. A lot of wheel spinning and throwing around of stinky mud I was out the other side. At this point I thought we were stuck being surrounded by trees. “Were stuck” I said naively “She’ll be right mate, aim for the smallest tree and give it some gas” Dan replied.
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