Our ever so slightly insane roadtrip took us across a wide assortment of driving surfaces - from a highspeed motorway in France, to a non-existent dirt road through a minefield in Mauritania. Nothing we came across, however, compared to the red clay-turned-mud that we encountered on our drive down through Cameroon.

Our last few days on the road, the Cameroonian sky opened up and the rainy season decided to show us who’s boss. Dancing in the rain is one thing, but driving in the muddy jungle up against the slightly unstable Central African Republic border in the rain is another story.

Thankfully both Doug and I have driven in snow and ice, because that is exactly what this slippery red stuff felt like. Aparna, who was sitting in the back, somehow managed to get sprayed with more mud than Doug and I combined. Slipping and sliding around for hours, struggling especially on the hills, we managed to make it back to the paved portion of the road. The best part is that a team who traversed the same route two days before us said driving on the DRY red clay was a breeze. Ha!

Although the red clay was challenging, the consensus in our car is that we easily prefer sliding around on mud over the brain damage caused by bumping over  the painful, ”paved”, pot-hole ridden roads.

Internet is being impossibly slow today (goes without saying, right?) but we will post pictures of our beautifully red stained Suzuki soon.

Steve, if you are reading this, your car had a really good time on the Cameroonian roads and wishes you were here!