Sinead Chasing the Jack Russel Woo Woo! |
Typical Village Scene |
Day 8
We were waiting for the bad roads and pot holed roads, but
the road was quite good until the sting in the tail some 20kms out of Lusaka
when we deviated off the main road under construction and from a day where we
commented on the lack of traffic we hit the bottle neck and it was eat dust,
dust and more dust in a convoy of some 30 to 50 cars, trucks, motorcycles, and
bicycles, but alls well that ends well and we spotted our turn off to Eureka
Farm 10kms south of Lusaka. This is predominantly a camping park with around 15
chalets and it was spotlessly clean and an ideal stopover.
Why is it that wherever you go the last thing the owners of
the accommodation think of is a decent mattress and quality pillows and the ladies
are still complaining about the showers, which have not, in 4 out of 5 places
come up to their expectation. For the beds you have to accept being at the
bottom of a dip and if there are two in the bed you meet at the bottom or it is
so lumpy that you have to wind your body around the humps and bumps, needless
to say the old bones and muscles are taking some strain, but hey who said this
trip was going to be simple and luxurious.
At Eureka
farm there is a herd of Zebra and Impala and we had to keep Sinade from going
and terrorising them, the last thing we wanted was for her to get kicked or
bitten. There was an old Jack Russel that soon learnt that hanging about was
not in its interest.
We had a good meal and crashed in
anticipation of what could be a long and difficult day ahead to South Luwangwa .
Day 9
Another Sunrise in Africa |
This is the longest day and the greatest distance we will do
in a day on this trip at 700kms and was a real test for Sinead, who came
through with flying colours and in fact was her best day yet, either she is getting
used to it or we are, but we were in the car for close on 12 hours less an hour
for breakfast at the Lusaka Wimpy having left Eureka at 07h00 and arriving at
Flatdogs Camp at 19h00.
Cotton Carrying Truck Completely Burnt Out |
We shared the driving with Denise doing the most and
tackling a treacherous stretch between Chongwe and Petauke where if one was
seen driving in a straight line he or she was drunk, the potholes were
everywhere and it slowed us down considerably and I considered doing the
shortcut route from Petauke when the road got considerably better and we
pressed on to Chipata, which is the capital of the Eastern Province and close
to the Malawi border.
Suspension Bridge over the Luwangwa River |
Luwangwa River on its way to join the Zambesi |
From Chipata I took over for the last 120kms, which they
started tarring way back in 2010, but sad to say not only is it a slap dash
job, but it is also still under construction and all our orifices were pinched
closed as dusk descended upon us and we battled to see what lay ahead with the
sun in our eyes to start and the twilight shadows deceiving us at every turn on
the gravel section, but we came through unscathed and I said another prayer for
our car “Salama” That damn woman on the Garmin, despite have the GPS
co-ordinates, was going to take us a few kilometres further, but Denise spotted
the turning to Flatdogs in the falling light and we arrived at one minute to
seven.
It was beer and double brandies all round and a lovely meal.
We have a great double storey chalet with two bedrooms en-suite complete with
kitchen, lounges and bags of space, but as it was dark we did not know what our
surroundings were like.
All will be revealed, we are here for 3 nights and then we
head north to Shiwa Ngandu another 4x4 track in darkest Africa
and we are enjoying ourselves immensely.
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