“What’s that burning smell?”
Howdy, kids. It’s been quite a while since I rapped atchya’. So, what’s been happening over in Botswana since, uh... checks notes... March? Well, quite a lot, I’ll tell you.
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.”
“If someone told me I could live in Botswana forever, but on the one condition that the only place I could ever camp was CKGR, I would say, ‘Where do I sign?’”
Stealth Overland. Sounds pretty cool, huh?
We are trying to plan several more overland trips :) before we leave Africa later this year :( , two that will be quite long. However, we won’t have a sweet Land Cruiser at our disposal for those expeditions, so I have been trying to baseline our 2001 Mitsubishi Pajero before we start building an overland plan.
The Childish popped up on my YouTube autoplay, and with all the brilliance going on in the Sweatpants video, I had forgotten about this little gem of automotive nerd bait at 1:45.
Related to LionZoo’s earlier post, I found this down the page at Outside Online. Kinda sums it up, really. :D
Graham is a solidly-built farmer from the Northern Cape Province of South Africa – well-fed I’m sure on boerwors and countless braais, toughened by pulling calves from his herd of 500 cattle, and twisting fence in the austral sun. His son is a shy 10 year-old, lanky and knock-kneed, kicking the sand with feet clad in…
TONIGHT! mtdrift finds a lizard:
Following the code of excellence here at O&E I don’t usually promote our personal blog outright here - but this post was written by my wife Julie, and I feel like everyone will benefit from its words and images.
Grab a beverage and snuggle up to the campfire my friends. It’s that time again when we revisit the best overland travel and off-road content the internet has to offer, right here at Overland & Expedition. As the embers die and the great arc of the Milky Way unfolds over our heads, we’re going to sit back and…
The month started out with Kelsey and I heading out camping with too little ground clearance and dirt on highway 666 for an ontheland adventure.
As the old saying goes - never meet your heroes.
Still decompressing. All we want to do is go again. Tomorrow.
We all want what we can’t have, right?
In which the Overland Gods have smiled a thousand smiles, and their beneficence knows no bounds.