Our last day of riding in Tanzania had us ‘climb’ for 30kms out of Mbeya. It was a foggy start, but as we rode we climbed above the fog and clouds. The scenery was amazing, rolling hills and small villages, loads of children walking to school.

The climb was steep and a little demanding, but with groups of children cheering us on from every bend in the road and village, the kilometers flew by.

From lunch it was a small climb then mostly cruising downhill to the border and the northern end of Lake Malawi. Children waving and screaming ‘mzungu’ (literally translated as lost white foreigner), and a smile or a hello from every passing adult.

As we descended through the lush countryside the humidity and heat rose steadily.

A fantastic way to say goodbye to what has been my favorite country so far.

Farewell Tanzania and hello Malawi!