This is my story. Still working on the project but until then, just a little trailer.
Charley Boorman has confirmed he and biking pal Ewan McGregor will begin filming the Long Way Up within the next few months.
Democratic Republic of Congo
On our first morning in the Democratic Republic of Congo, we woke early, hoping to slip out from the custody of our host, the village policeman, without further fanfare.
As we wheeled the bikes out of his office in the dark he appeared dressed for the day and eager for a tip for his troubles. It was hard to know if the few dollars we gave him constituted a bribe or a donation.
While we were grateful for a secure place to sleep, we were especially grateful to be back on the road.
“It’s not about the destination, but about the journey”, said a wise man, a long time ago. And still… We don’t mind a fabulous destination from time to time. After our shortlist on the places we’d recommend you staying if you’re on an average traveller’s budget, we’ve gathered another ten which offer more exclusive overnights. For travellers who don’t mind spending the extra buck for that one, very special experience. Enjoy!
You normally don’t find us often hanging out at hip motorcycle events. We do not really bother about the latest trends in chrome bolts nor do we consider ourselves tattoo-addicts, and we do not like to discuss about all the magnificent rides we‘ll probably never undertake. We are movers. We use our motorbike for travelling. We see our wheels as means to explore the world and to expand our horizons.
Tim and Marisa: two people on two wheels on a round-the-world trip without an expiry date. They have got nothing but time, so they took some to tell us their story.
Cameroon to the Congos
We had been making good progress for almost two months with barely a hiccup until we the wet season in western Cameroon threatened to swallow us and then engine troubles in Yaounde. We were in the heart of Africa and all of a sudden our goal of reaching Cape Town felt tenuous. My clutch was running on Johnson and Johnson baby oil and despite changing Richard’s oil, there was the constant fear that we had missed some shard of metal when replacing his failed rocker arm. Any unfamiliar vibration or rattle in the bikes quickly sent our minds to thoughts of impending mechanical carnage that could halt us at any point. But with the longest stretch of unknown still ahead of us through the Congo’s we pushed on.