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Mombasa to Holili

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By Gee Mwangi

Just a day in the life of a biker in not so brief words and pictures.

Route: Mombasa - Voi - Mwatate - Holili, Tanzania and back

Route 109 has its fair share of idiots & nothing new to offer - Trucks being driven by half asleep drivers, buses that make you unwillingly perfect the art of dishing out middle fingers 😠 and question why Michuki had to die, baboons that have perfected the art crossing the road like they own it and Subaru drivers who think their 1500cc jalopy with a loud pipe is a race car.

Lets not talk about cops, yellowlines, speedlimits and speedtraps coz they don't care about bikes so just do your thing, ride safe and stay alive.

 

Get to Voi and branch towards Taveta Border and that's where Magic lives...100% pure tarmac,

not unless you decide to divert and go camping at Lake Jipe but not with a sportsbike or else you rapture your nuts on the rough road

 

Main Highway Speed limit during the day is 70 & 50 at night thanks to the wildlife, but you ride for ages without meeting any human being; so my suggestion is flat it out but pray that no elephants or zebras had planned a tarmac day because they are plenty. Crosswinds are crazy because essentially its a flatland so the heavier the bike, the better. If you love the Northern frontier, and have a thing for open, wild un-mollested spaces, this is a must..

 

See, When we were kids, crazy young and stupid growing up in Nairobi, before playstations, Colored TV's, facebook, instagram, fake titts and Brazillian hair we had this Mchongoano sessions and one famous mchongoano was "Wewe ni mrefu hadi ukismama unaona kesho!" Well,

here even short guys like me can see the future! Literally Mtu anaona far! 🤣🤣... You stand and see the end of the earth and tomorrow!

 

Fueling points

Well this made me ask myself some tough questions. Questions like, "How do you ask a dick-dick to help you push the bike just incase she died on me?? Coz the most annoying thing about the GSXR750 is lack of a fuel gauge. You've been ridding for hours and that annoying orange fuel light starts blinking boldly telling you, dude you only have 48kms before I die on you in the middle of no-where and no idea how long till you hit the next gas station but fortunately makeshift stations are heaven sent - just when you need them and pap, they appear though kama wewe ni mtu wa v-power,pliz beba yako otherwise always top-up at the sight of any fuel station .

 

On such solo runs,rarely will you bump onto fellow bikers jus doing crazy randoms and yes,this was one of them,so you might also make new friends doing nothing in the middle of nowhere in the name of biking. Conclusion,i will do it again and again only this time with a pillion so Volunteers wakuje...

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