Mefloquine Dream

Balancing pace and perception we sped along. Our slim tall bikes sliced through the desert.

A new road waited to be explored. The first all-road motorcycle trip to West Africa. There were many more meaningful reasons to go but this one was enough.

Two friends left the northern European winter and rode south. An ambitious plan called for passing through the empty desert, seeing the effects of development and aid on a remote corner of this fascinating continent from the saddle of a motorcycle and making one last rendezvous with the past.