day four took us to mporomoko. along the way, the riders experienced LOTS of dirt and sand, huge dust storms and some awesome clouds. it was a short-ish ride, arriving into camp a few hours earlier than the previous days. but it was also a day that seemed to go on forever.
this was leaving camp. i learned that it’s very normal in TZ culture for men to hold hands. and of course, i loved the mcdonald’s jacket too.
the dirty legs of denise (my tent mate), who also happens to be 57 and kicked some serious ass on the ride.
lots of stretching.
and a little dancing. loved our guides so much.
the dreaded sand. sometimes the sand was just too tough to bike through and some of the riders would have to walk.
one of my favorite bike images form the trip.
one of my favorite people images. they stayed and watched us for a bit and then moved on.
later, we caught back up with them. the wind was crazy.
making wind shields with one another — or something like that.
decided to try it with five people.
which led to this spill.
followed by this one.
waiting for the cows to pass.
locals’ shoes (made from old tires) along side one of the guide’s tennis shoe. wish i had brought a couple pairs of the tire shoes home. next time.
ETA: a bit about shooting in tanzania. obviously, whenever we stopped (break or lunch spot), i was able to shoot like i always shoot. when the riders were riding, shooting was a bit more challenging. sometimes, we would drive ahead. find a place that looked interesting to shoot the riders and then we would sit and wait for the riders to ride by. much of the time, i was hanging out of the truck window, shooting while we were driving down these crazy, bumpy dirt roads. and a couple times, towards the end of the ride, we raised the roof and i was able to shoot from rooftop.