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The Gospel According To Dean
I started cycling on New Year’s Day 1994, at Cape Agulhas, the southernmost tip of Africa, where the Indian and the Atlantic Oceans
meet. First I cycled up the west coast of South Africa, before reaching the long, dry roads of Namibia, then briefly into Botswana and Zimbabwe before pushing on into Zambia and the bush, the real Africa. At night I would make camp with small groups of people, farmers, or I would pitch my tent in the bush. Sometimes I’d sleep under the stars, as long as I could stop mosquitoes or Army Ants from attacking me.
I’d finished studying and many of my contemporaries were heading to Europe or North America. But I’d always had a strong affinity with the landscape...
Taken from the Book "The Gospel according to everyone" Click here
I started cycling on New Year’s Day 1994, at Cape Agulhas, the southernmost tip of Africa, where the Indian and the Atlantic Oceans
meet. First I cycled up the west coast of South Africa, before reaching the long, dry roads of Namibia, then briefly into Botswana and Zimbabwe before pushing on into Zambia and the bush, the real Africa. At night I would make camp with small groups of people, farmers, or I would pitch my tent in the bush. Sometimes I’d sleep under the stars, as long as I could stop mosquitoes or Army Ants from attacking me.
I’d finished studying and many of my contemporaries were heading to Europe or North America. But I’d always had a strong affinity with the landscape...
Taken from the Book "The Gospel according to everyone" Click here
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