BLOGS BY KINGSLEY

TAKING GRANNIES TO THE MOUNTAIN KINGDOM!
On a recent visit to Lesotho, we dreamed up a crazy idea to take some old Land Rover Series 1s on a ‘Mountain Kingdom’ adventure.  First introduced in 1948 by the Rover Company in the UK, a number of these tough little 4x4s are still in operation around the world.  Filled with enthusiasm, we put the word out and six weeks later, ten historic Series 1 Land Rovers, full of character and aged 60 or more, sporting colourful nicknames  – ‘Gogo’, ‘Gunga Din’, ‘Sir Gerry’, ‘Sir Mount’, ‘Sir Bhejane’, ‘Jenny’, ‘Madumbi’, ‘Frikkie’, ‘Old Blue’ and ‘Huff n Puff’ – meet
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SINGING ‘SARIE MARAIS’ IN N’DJAMENA!
I’m kicking my heels in N’Djamena, the Harmattan-hazed capital of the Republic of Chad with expedition member Brad Hansen, as we wait to board a small plane for a three-hour flight to Zakouma National Park in the east of the country, close to the border with Sudan.  So it feels quite apt to share an extract from our upcoming book ‘Africa – a Love Affair with a Continent’ on how things were when we were last in Chad seven years ago, whilst on a Land Rover expedition called ‘All Afrika’ during which we adventured through Ghana, Burkina Faso, Niger, Chad,
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ODE TO THE AFRICAN POTHOLE
It’s been a helluva day – 14 hours to do just 158Km on one of the worst potholed roads yet, lurching and swaying along, sometimes at slower than walking pace.  Old broken tar, made worse by lorries that in the rainy season, had been carrying food aid up to the border.  So it’s not surprising that tonight around the campfire, we get to recounting the story of the African Pothole.   The French have their Eiffel Tower and champagne, the Dutch their tulips and cheese, the Irish their Guinness the Cubans their cigars, the Spanish their bull fighting and the
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LIVING ON THE EDGE
Like expectant hyenas around a lion kill, the expedition members gather hungrily around the ‘Tailgate Café’.  We’ve travelled for years together and it’s become an important tradition.   Simply put – anything that can fit onto the tailgate of a Landy is LUNCH.  Ross carefully slices the last of the bully beef, whilst Bruce peels open a few cheese slices and cuts some rather mouldy bread and over-ripe tomatoes into chunks.  There’s a near-empty tub of Blue Band margarine and a big tin of baked beans.  ‘Shova Mike’ Nixon, our mountain biking veteran of many adventures, pulls open three small tins
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