Riders of the Storm(s)

"Once you accept the keys to the hog, you become a lifetime member of the danger club!", shouts Hawk (Matt) as we fire up our bikes. We have rented a scooter and two 250 dirt bikes and have just formed the first ever Zanzibari biker gang, known as the Riders of the Storm. Hawk, The Sweet Eazy (Pd) , No Name (Another Matt, an American), SS (Dave, another American - SS stands for Scared Shitless) and myself (Night-Rider aka Jared) are lead out of Stone Town by some locals and head towards Page. The ride there is stellar. We go through some heavy rain (hence the name) and decide to take cover at a local school, where we bump into the damn Aussies (Nick & Sam) again.

The rest of the ride was pretty decent. After lunch at Page we head north, taking a "short cut" and ended up on roads that would be barely passable by car, totally hardcore. We arrive at Nungwi just as the sun begins to set and It was without a doubt the best sunset I have ever seen. Words fail to describe so I won't even try. Pd took some wicked photos but we left the cable to upload them in Dar, so that will come later.

Took a short road back to Stone Town today, albeit in the poaring rain. Glad to report back though that no-one fell off (except Pd when learning on a field before we left, he's okay).

We have vowed to keep the gang alive. So if anyone is keen, email us a 1 page letter about why we should pick you to join our gang. 5ml's of your blood will also have to be couried to us.

But now just chilling and will take the night ferry back to the mainland tonight which means we miss the cricket, pretty bleak. Go Proteas!