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We have this habit of driving in the middle of the day. In Malawi, without AC, this is like turning on your oven and jumping in for the afternoon. As a result, we tend to arrive to new destinations somewhat delirious. Along the long, windy road to Dedza, we pulled over to fuel up. The guys whipped out the map but I couldn't have been bothered; I was in awe of the landscape before us. Where the sun dipped below the new terrain was glowing like something out of a fairy tale. Perhaps it was just a bout of heatstroke but I was certain that we had finally struck gold. Today, after a relatively growling hike, I had my best flight in Malawi thus far. For an hour, I soared up and down a magnificent range, waving at villagers and ultimately landing to the joy of a hundred children near where we are staying below. With a heart full of bliss and a belly full of 'Nsima,' tonight I dream of glorious cross country flights across the Dedza region to come. Erica :)
At about 5 km/h, I drifted patiently along the long, low ridge, relishing in the joy of the shouting villagers below. Smelling the sweet lake breeze, I imagined the experience of having spent an entire life in such a remote place only to, one day, look up from my fishing boat to find a giant banana swinging a foreigner to and fro. Just when I thought I knew a thing or two about this tiny country, it surprised me with a curveball I could have never expected--the north. [show:image:19889] A we unfolded the map of new places to explore, I looked out the window and noticed less people, more forests, new types of food and a heavy accent -- something I later learnt was an entirely new language! [show:image:19891] The north is largely occupied by the majestic lake Malawi. With a greater diversity of freshwater species than any other lake on earth, it's not a surprise to see how it supports all of the life in this region. And, although the majority of people here fish, their traditional moods ensure that this great source of life will continue to provide for millennia to come. [undefined:image:19897][/] A northeasterly, having set in overnight, directed our team to a sexy, 250 meter, cliff about ten minutes down the road. From the farming community atop, we took in picturesque views of the lake below and, with the help of the locals, cleared a launch from a dried up Kasava patch. Though they had no idea as to why, all the pieces came togh as we strapped in, buckled our helmets and stepped out into the beautiful scenery before them. B :) [undefined:image:19894][/]