Idfu to Aswan, getting ready to enter Sudan.

The first part of the ride was so hectic, with cyclists surging, slowing, and not keeping a constant pace was a real pain in the arse.  I like to ride with riders who can ride at a consistant pace, which to me is more enjoyable.  Saying that, the people in the group are a nice bunch of people to hang with. 

At one stage we got caught by the local train going by and had to wait, some cyclists decided to cross the tracks even though our police motor cyclist escort was right there with us.  I waited out of respect for the police, I suppose old habits are hard to die.

I ended with a new group and rode to lunch at a nice pace.

The rest of the day was nice ride in the crazy traffic of egypt and into Aswan. The road travelled along the banks of the mighty Nile River for many miles and with the feluccas all over the place and huge tourist ships lining the shores, it was still pretty impressive.

Staying at the local campsite with police everywhere protecting us.  Each carry AK47 for our protection which makes you feel pretty safe at night.  Time to have a cold wash, put the same old smelly clothes on and go for a walk.  Tomorrow we board the ship to Sudan.  I'm so glad I'm getting the chance to enter the country, otherwise my dream of riding from Cairo to Capetown would have come to a crashing halt. Not good.  So I'll see you on the other side of Lake Nasser, at Sudan next week. 

My sponsor of Cairo to Khartoum.

riding in the peleton.

Matt will be doing my updates for me for the next couple of days.