We left Boabab Planet Lodge, Gweta later than planned due to a puncture Gavan incurred. Our plan was to ride to Maun (the doorstep of the Okavango Delta) over two days. For the first time since I joined the guys we had a strong wind behind us on both days. This was fortunate as it meant less time on the bike to complete the required 220kms. Again we were in game park territory so we had to be mindful we could not just camp overnight on the side if the road. With the wind behind us the guys were averaging about 27 km an hour. With the elements in our favor it sounds easy but I actually found sustaining this type of speed for 4-5 hours + challenging. It was like doing consecutive spin cycle classes. If you dropped off the pack at this speed it was hard to close the gap and rejoin. As we rode the pleasures of the pool, the remarkable Boabab trees and the worlds biggest salt pan (back in Gweta) were a distant memory. It seems to be getting hotter the further we go. I am applying sunscreen regularly but the windburn is hard to prevent. Profuse sweating probably doesn't help. My sunglasses protect the area around my eyes. The rest of my face and my arms are noticeably changing color. We had lunch in another small village. These are my favorite stops. The children run to join us and I can't help but buy them sweets. Their little outstretched palms and their beautiful white smiles make my heart melt. They are intrigued by our phones, cameras, iPads etc. They love seeing photos of themselves. The presence of livestock is still amazing. Cows, Donkeys, Horses, Goats everywhere. We have to watch we don't hit them on the road. If I were a cattle thief I would head to Botswana! The animals don't seem to be branded or marked. We arrived at a very small village called Motopi at about 430 pm after completing near on 130kms. Shane and Wade spoke to some local police who directed us to a school that had 24 hour security. Shane spoke to the Deputy Head of Education for the district. The school guards directed Shane to her. After some negotiation she agreed for us to camp in the school grounds safe from the animals that were frequenting the small village to feed off the wandering live stock. This was a big plus for us. Gavan and I just threw our sleeping bags on the concrete floor of the school hall and the other guys pitched tents. The school guards stayed up all night so we felt well protected. We cooked our dinner typically comprised of tin beans, tin peas, pasta, tuna, chili pilchards and minestrone soup mix. Yep all mixed in together by our head chef Shane Davis. A cup of tea and donut topped off a unique dinner. The following day we left early to complete our ride into Maun - about 90 km. Wade had an ordinary day plagued with puncture and bike stand issues at one stage he was stranded without a pump because we were riding separately and the 2 remaining working pumps were with Gavan. Thankfully we were able to flag down a passing vehicle to go after Gavan and transport the pump back. When we break up on occasion to ride at our own individual pace there can be kilometers between us! With the help of the wind we arrived in Maun at about 2pm. We are camping again in a Hotel like resort for about 6 dollars tonight. The beauty being we can use the amenities of the Hotel such as the pool , bar, showers etc. Today is another rest day and we are planning to see the Okavango Delta by air at dusk. Should be a thrill.