It was immediately obvious to us that life in Malawi was a little easier than that in Mozambique. As soon as we crossed the border, the bumpy dirt tracks turned to potholed tarred road, crops were more prominent, and there was even the occasional brick house. We were still surprised to be in Malawi, unprepared and unsure of what there was to see. We had not planned to hit Malawi for months and only 3 days prior we were heading for Tanzania.We drove down an impres...

By coincidence the road we had chosen to travel had been labelled the most scenic stretch in the whole of Mozambique. It soon became evident why - giant granite monoliths rose from the lush plantation forest, their magnificence emphasised by the rainstorms and rainbows scattered across the horizon.The road was rough, but not impassable. Potholed dusty dirt track alternating with rutted mud and bone jarring corrugations, we travelled in convoy and choked on the du...

With no fuel station, and not enough fuel to get us south to the next fuel station, we purchased some "gasolina" from a local entrepreneur selling us 20L at almost twice the going rate, before beginning the journey back the way we came. We needed to map a new route, but at this point there was the only the 1 road heading south, so whilst we drove we researched our new plan. We passed through another small town and received a text from J&J stating th...

Our first impressions of Pangane were not great. The beach was ok, but not the palm fringed oasis we were expecting. The inhabitants were again using it as the local toilet and a storm had washed a great deal of sea grass ashore.We arrived at the campground and although Boner and Susie were nowhere to be seen, we were relieved to see their clothes hanging up to dry. We asked a few questions of the owner and it became apparent they would return later.The beach opp...

After a laid back few days in Pemba we were ready for some more adventure. Despite the weather, of the two tracks heading north we decided upon the shorter more challenging dirt and sand track to Tandanhangui, where we could get a boat to Ibo. There were plenty of rain storms about, but we figured at worst we would need to back track a couple of hours and go the long way round. The rain had taken its toll on the track, rutted, muddy and slippery in parts but we w...