Crossed the border at Bitam to enter Gabon and we bush camped in a quarry, we are also celebrating Daves birthday tonight, it started on the truck people started drinking and with loud music, wasnt really in the mood so just watched the group get wasted. Set the tent as far away as possible to avoid being up the whole night, Mark and I were doing our work out when a couple of local lads came to the camp, saw us and asked me in broken English if I can teach them Karate, I think he thinks all Asians can do [View Full Entry]

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Last time I crossed the equator I got robbed, threatened, tricked, fooled and deceived (all in the town of Muarabungo, Indonesia ), so I felt a bit reluctant to leave the safe homely northern hemisphere for the southern one. The road from the Cameroonian border post heading south was an impressive showpiece in advanced engineering. Through the dense, sticky and humid rainforest, along raging rivers and over jungle strewn mountains - the European funded road snaked. Well maintained. Empty. Along the roadsides the few dwellings sold petrol, alcohol and bush-meat. Snakes and monkeys hang next to the road and are seen [View Full Entry]

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