Motorcycle Explorer May 2016 Issue 11 | Page 52

We asked where the next fuel would be, and we were told – THERE ARE NONE?!? They actually looked at us in amazement, asking us why we wanted to go that way... there was nothing? But 'nothing' is the first thing on any adventurers list. We got directions to a house where the owner sells LEADED petrol, COLD CocaCola, and NAUGHTY picanins. We declined the last item on the menu list... even though their laughter was infectious. (picanin - slang for small child)