The idea we hatched over dinner last night with Yohana Ladislaus, our Ukerewe Island guide, was we would today take a short bicycle tour of the island before boarding the 1400hrs ferry to Mwanza. First, we had to take Ross to report to the district immigration office and I found the long gentle uphill cycling to the office quite challenging. I murmered to someone that my muscles were over fifty years old.
I told Yohana that, owing to my slower cycling speed, he should plan the itinerary in such a way to ensure that we return to Nansio in time to catch the 1400hrs ferry to Mwanza. He then changed the itinerary and decided that we should only go as far as the Chief's palace.
I bought a pair of training shoes to replace my old Safari boots which are past retirement age and which are extremely ill-adapted to cycling and walking. The latter of which I find myself doing quite regularly.
|Everyone feels like sleeping on the slow ferry to Mwanza.|
|Mwanza, on our arrival.|