Under the Harmattan wings

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fter the Senegalese border post of Segou, the track becomes a path of a mountain, will be 2giori travel without encountering a single means motorized travel companion guinense that a trader like us is moving to Guinea on a bicycle. The trail follows closely the trend orographic, inabissndosi vertiginously in cliffs up to ford the numerous rivers and then go back with equal force on the opposite side. After the first day of travel we reach the place of the frontier advanced guinense. Three soldiers who are watching us amazed, we have 2 Calabash levarci water for the dust of the day and a bowl of rice with dried fish to share with the three soldiers. The next day we again our food stocks are running out and for the time being no trace of villages. The route on the map did not appear to be excessive, but the impervious area, the conditions of the track and the constant ascents not have allowed us to travel more than 36 km during the day. In the afternoon we divide the last box of cheese and then ..... we hope that the village does not miss much.
is almost evening when we come now to Lebekeren spent the first village in the Fouta territtorio guinense Djalon. A huge fortune, in the village is to visit the prefect of the region and was therefore prepared a banquet to which we are invited as guests of honor, almost like the spirits of the forest, appeared all'imporvviso.
For the moment we did, tomorrow take care of how to deal with the ramps of the most inaccessible Fouta Djalon to climb to Mali, a small village at 1500 meters in height. See you tomorrow!