Breaking News 32:
Lost luggage and unlucky Friday.
Welcome we – stage 32! We’ve been going since Saturday, but Morocco has consumed us so much that between the next few days we only had time to scrape sweat off our forehead. We catching up though 😉
With The Marrakech, we’re going to get together Adela arrived already on Sunday 7, to her on Wednesday joined Asia and marcin, on Thursday wojtek and monika together with stage 31. Tom joined on Friday, but…..
Unfortunately, his luggage didn’t join him. While Tom without bicycle pants would manage (if anyone asks – marrakech has two decathlony), in lost luggage we had our Japan things in the form of bags, tents, hectolitres of gels and tons of spheres.
We laughed the night before with fate unfortunate five, so fate stated that he gently gonna us in noses and will show who is in charge 😉
Wojtek and tomek took over the negotiations at the airport, and we took over the baton at jamal el fna square. If you have not yet been to Marrakech, you should know that the square is a meeting place, food any and starting point, or the end of a journey of thousands of winding, tight and colorful alleys souka, which consumes a large portion of Medina. Although we had many ideas for a spectacular transfer of chopsticks, JAMAL EL EL was the only right choice. It’s a city card!
So we met at el el el fna just before the hour when the sun ends its watch. We, the yellow dots in the middle of the stands with freshly cut juice, between women who are stuck on plastic chairs for another hands seeking henna and playing on flutes Bihari Cobras, or shills with monkeys on their shoulders.
This time the handover was double – it was not only about our wonderful map and bikes, but also Monica! Monica, stage 31. Contestant caught wind in spokes so hard she didn’t want to end up in Marrakech. For this reason, in our stage 32., she is a co-driver. Zbyszek didn’t exactly want to give it back, so he threw the monię on his back and just started running away from us! Fortunately, we were able to catch up with running sasa and finally persuaded to convey 🙂
As the sun went behind the sun, stage 31. Took our last walk in Marrakech. The City doesn’t seem to fall asleep at all, and even more, wake up to life after dark. Performing crazy slalom between subsequent shills (who have a built-in scanner of recognition of tourists citizenship, overs them phrases type good morning! We found a group of young moroccans who became the anthem of the African stages. Initiated they ongoing an ongoing footage of the moment spontaneous music jam that led waka waka…. Africa Nowak! We sing them now everyday, adding each other strength before more ramps and more 🙂
But about driveways will still be!
Success story… building bridges and not barriers..
The Scouts of the saint luc group of the bujumbura region visited 10 km from the camp site in kigina mukonko to build a bridge connecting the municipalities of nyabiraba and mutambu, which will now facilitate the transport of the goods and people of these two municipalities , not to mention the sick carried by the ambulance. This activity comes in response to the 8th element of the scout method: Scouting in the community.
The Provincial and municipal administrative authorities present at the scene had only one word in their mouth: thanks to the scouts!
WOSM – World Organization of the Scout Movement Scouting in Africa
It’s been raining a lot and causing some areas to flood. The nuns asked if a trench could be dug to reroute water away from the buildings and to set up an underground pipe for proper drainage during heavy rain days. We jumped right in to get the job done!
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This week, we purchased some much needed shelving to help organize the storage room. We also ordered some paint and painting supplies to help spruce up the orphanage. Stay tuned!
Thank you to all who have donated! Every donation gets us closer to our goal!
We have already written about exceptional downpours and floods in Morocco. For us, heavy rain is only a lack of water in the hotel and the morning decision to change the route for a longer one, which was caused by fear of the passage of local roads. As it turned out later, already on the 126-kilometer route, the fear was correct, because we overcame the fallen river thresholds twice, carrying bicycles. Anyway, this stage of the trip has so far provided the most excitement. We descended on it (about 1700 m down) through unusually scenic and landscape mountain formations with a 3-hour stop in the humming cold water, extensively overgrown with palm trees an oasis located on the edge of an abandoned city called “ghost town” by Mirka. And in this oasis, the owner of a local store suddenly became a guide to the paradise palm gardens and the manager of a pool created on the route surrounding the entire oasis of the aqueduct built in the concrete aqueduct. He walked with us proud of this place, he offered us dates, grenades and figs straight from the tree. That’s how we got to Tata. Dad will remind me of the night cleanliness of the town and the arcaded buildings of the streets, and finally, AT THE END! with cold drinks, which Zbyszek bought us at the hotel.
The next day we left very early in the morning, inflated 14 bicycle wheels at the gas station (thank God for the relay adapter from the car valve to the Presta valve) and headed up again. The weather was good for us. It was rather cloudy, and at the end of the 70-kilometer section even slightly rainy, although still very warm. Mirko, weak again from the stroke, together with Manuela used a 20 km hitchhiking. And the rest of the crew on the route met riding against the tide, an old “new” bicycle without derailleurs of a widely smiling Rastafarian. He could be heard from afar by the crash of some wheezing radio that he carried in a sackcloth bag and the sounds of the vuvuzel in which he was blowing on passing vehicles. I wonder if Nowak smelled like that?
We get to Tissint quite efficiently, where we log in to a beautiful shrine with a swimming pool already at 13.00. Unfortunately, I didn’t use anything there because it completely smashed me up. The rest of the team did not feel great either. Everything hurt: muscles, head, stomach and throat.
Hassan, the nicest Moroccan I have met so far, has helped us in the Kasbah Hotel Tissnt. He took care of medications, ice packs, was polite, even enlightened, he spoke in tongues, cooked jelly from Manu, arranged transport for the sick four for the finish of the next stage and still played my favorite tuaric music of the band Tinariven.
Yes, another day is another challenge. Already at night there was no water, because we were caught up here by the rivers of dried rivers, the day before yesterday downpour fed with yesterday’s light rain. The script was the same. No water in the hotel. At night, the door from our rooms did not close. We flew with toilet flush buckets. No passage through the beards or, if you prefer, Moroccan bridges, which are built at the bottom of wide and high riverbeds washed by water for years. The effect of this is that every small rainfall cuts off one side of the river from the other, because the current is really swollen and bright. And then you wait. Calmly. African. We did not want to. The meeting lasted until 10.00. The hosts obviously advised us not to cross, and the temperature was rising. Finally, another 70 km with two adventure crossings over the river went Monika, Leszek and Zbyszek. The rest of the crew bought a large and juicy watermelon in the town and waited for Toyota 4×4, which took them to Foum Zguid.
“The Long Trail is the oldest long-distance hiking trail in the United States. The Long Trail follows the main ridge of the Green Mountains from the Massachusetts-Vermont line to the Canadian border as it crosses Vermont’s highest peaks. It was the inspiration for the Appalachian Trail, which coincides with the Long Trail for 100 miles in the southern third of the state. ” – Melissa Kay Thompson
We did it! We did it! #Etap30 Reports performance of the task. We found a high and strong hand that helped us throw the baton as far as possible to Morocco. That means we’ve reached our finish line, New York! This is where the American adventure ends. Africa time.
Statue of liberty 🗽 is the best symbol of our project. Bike Jamboree shows that there are no limits, and every single person is like a family.
Summary of #etap30:
1700 HP (1060 miles)
24 days on the way
9 listed tubes
2 listed wheels
12 known hosts along with families
3 Bears and thousands 🦌🐿🐰🐍🦅 etc.
2 Ferry crossing and 1 boat
1 National Park 🏔
1 Ocean Bath 🌊
1 cheerful town 🎠
… and with a thousand wypitych liters of water 💧
Thank you all together and each one. We wish good luck abroad stage 31!
PS. Studies of the strength of currents, wind, wheelset of earth and moon attraction prove that the baton should reach and sail at the end of the week
We had a plan, a perfect plan. Unfortunately on the 13th day of the month, he spoiled We exchanged tire for an hour, then message that we didn’t have accommodation and one wheel broke. And when the day was over, and at the hotel we were supposed to snuggle with a pillow, fire alarm, put us outside. Did I mention the rain? But we don’t give up.
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Plastic waste — whether in a river, an ocean, or on land — can persist in the environment for centuries.
We need to slow the flow of plastic at its source, but we also need to improve the way we manage our plastic waste. Because right now, a lot of it ends up in the environment.
With severe environmental consequences. Around the world, one million plastic drinking bottles are purchased every minute, while up to 5 trillion single-use plastic bags are used worldwide every year. In total, half of all plastic produced is designed to be used only once and then thrown away.
37th month Swachh Bharat cleanliness Drive held at Indrali Railway Station, Udupi, Karnataka State. India.
We rangers and Scouts and Guides cleaned the Indrali railway station and its surroundings and railway tracks and also gave the awareness to public about the cleanliness and plastic pollution..
Thank you for Bharat Scouts and Guides Udupi. Karnataka. India especially our District organiser guides @sumansheigar mam
First Official Day at the Orphanage
Project: Soccer Field Renovation
Today, we pulled weeds, got fill dirt and leveled the field, spray painted the goal posts and installed new nets. The kids will now have a place to play soccer!
We worked hard and also played around with the kids. We were one man down today due to illness but we still got it done.
Your donations allowed us to purchase the materials needed for the soccer field renovation! Thank you for supporting our efforts.
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