A group of 12 of us rode out of Lusaka together… past colorful signs advertising various hardware and agricultural products that looked like they were painted in the 1950´s. Past several roadstands advertising one day old chicks for sale (chicken is really popular in this country) and finally back out into the country past stands of burlap bags filled with charcoal.
The sky was various shades of bright blue, the clouds a puffy white, and the corn fields rolling hills of green. The countryside was peaceful and for once we did not have every child, woman,and man shouting “How are you!”. It is a wonderful greeting and makes us feel like we are stars in a parade but it can be a bit exhausting to hear it on average once per minute (several of us math geeks calculated this out:).
A group of six of us rode a fast, steady morning to the banks of the Kafue River (the other major tributary to the Mighty Zambezi River). We stopped to take pictures and a police guard quickly emerged out of the bush to warn us not to take them of the bridge. Instead we focused on the fast flowing water and the floating rafts of grass and dirt that flowed downstream. It is the end of the rainy season here, so the water levels are high. It was beautiful!
The afternoon was just as gorgeous and we rode fast to the afternoon coke stop in Mazabuka that included a Hawaiin pizza at Debonaires Pizzaria – almost like home!