I’m missing my Long Haul Trucker :( It was stolen a couple nights ago from camp while everyone slept. It was u-locked to Jill’s bike that was also stolen and Randy’s (tour director) bike was stolen out of a vehicle with his camera on it. It seemed to be a secure camp on a hotel grounds with a security guard and a gate.
Randy put out word of a $500 reward for the bikes, which is way more than the thieves would get by selling them. We filed a police report and went back to the crime scene with the very official CID (criminal investigation department) investigators… They had no working vehicle, no uniforms, but did carry a very large gun. Within 5 minutes, they discovered footprints of the thieves headed into the woods. I avoided asking if they followed those footprints to find a covered pile of biker poop. We then went into town with them where they asked around. They have a suspect. Some random guy who lives in the area who has been in jail before. The detectives promised to find a vehicle that evening to go visit the suspect since he wasn’t home in the morning. The hotel manager was also out and about spreading the word of the $500 reward. In small communities like this, everyone usually knows who committed the crime. I’m hoping the hotel manager just needs time to decide how to split the reward with his partners in crime.
In the meantime, our bike tour truck driver, Noah from Zimbabwe, suggested that we use his witch doctor. The Malawian witch doctor from Lusaka is going to provide his own transportation to the crime scene (120 kms out of Livingstone) and we only have to pay him $240 if the bikes show up. Win win situation! The witch doctor only requires a brand new, never used bike tube and pump. In the ritual he will pump up the tube and the thrives’ bellies will start to bloat until they blow up…. Before that happens they should come running and surrender the bikes to end the ritual. The people here are scared shitless of black magic. The witch doctor is still en route to the crime scene.
We have 3 rest days in Livingstone, so I’m hoping the bikes turn up somehow. If they don’t we have a few people leaving the tour at this stage whose bikes we can share. My bike was 5 years old, so I got some good use out of it. We have been having some laughs about how they’ll break the u-lock and then find someone tall enough to ride my bike (I’m 6ft 1in). African bikes are totally different and they will not have the right tools to lower my seat :) suckers!