Donna - F800GSA (named after Donna in Suits the fiery red head) The Zit - ZT125 (my fiancé’s first geared bike) We live perched on the side of Mount Meru (Volcano / 4th highest peak in Africa) in a city called Arusha, the Safari capital of Tanzania. Arusha is blessed with superb adventure riding no matter which direction you decide to ride out in. My fiancé, who has been here a couple of years now, has finally been worn down by my constant nagging and has finally been convinced to get her own bike after many years of chilling as pillion. I think the idea of her being able to take her handbag, which was always the first to be refused boarding the F800 due to tight baggage regulations imposed as a result of any two up adventure. So we purchased the Zit and after a few sessions up and down the block, much to the amusement of the locals at the open air bar on the corner, we were ready for a shamba run. Shamba means farm and the mission was to bring back a bunch of bananas. She passed with flying colours. After a successful shamba run I felt it was time for a longer trip down to the coast where my folks run a lodge on the beach. The trip is around 500km and although there was much chirping from Evie and her mother (visiting from Latvia) about the distance and the kamikaze driving of local buses in Tanzania. I was able to coax them into it with assurances of many stops for leg stretches and stopping for the night half way. My soon to be mother in law was also not quite sold having never been on a motorbike before, never mind across Tanzania as her first jaunt but her adventurous side won over and she agreed to ride pillion with me. So a 5am takeoff was planned and we did the first little stretch in the dark to escape the city before any serious traffic started. Thankfully we had timed our run perfectly having little to no traffic to contend with as we made our way down the foothills of Meru as dawn started to break. It was a crisp clear morning and we were lucky to have uninterrupted views of Kilimanjaro. On our first leg stretch we watched the sun rays slowly started to paint Kili in golden light starting at the top. We arrived in Moshi and so our first big stop had to be the Union Cafe for a full English, Kilimanjaro coffee cappuccino and a cheeky slice of cheesecake. After our breakfast we hit the road again and we were soon in sight of the Pare mountain ranges. We had another leg stretch after half and hour and I took the opportunity to take quick pic with Kilimanjaro’s head poking out the clouds in the distance. Evie, seeming to have gotten comfortable on the Zit, was steaming ahead and so, much to our surprise, we arrived in Same (the place we were supposed to sleep the first night) at 10am. After a cold soda we unanimously agreed it was far to early to stop and so jumped back on the bikes to keep heading towards the coast. After about half an hour we thought we might find a nice shady spot to chill and wait out of the midday sun. We pulled up on the banks of the Pangani river. After we had setup our camp chairs and were lounging around like border officials when we noticed that it was teeming with birdlife all around us. Bee eaters, doves, kites, lilac breasted rollers etc etc..