I departed Abengourou and headed South on a track to Bianouan. Most routes so far on my round the world journey have been roads but I love the challenge and exploration of tracks that cut through the bush.

With onset of fatigue and hunger, I stopped to refuel with barbeque plantain and water. So cheap, tasty, and nourishing.

Eating barbeque plantain in small village between Abengourou and Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire.

It was a fairly remote area only accessible by track, and my presence soon gathered a crowd. The guy on the right in first photo is Eric who owns a moto garage. Eric was keen and insistent to work on my bike; however, I explained there was no work to be done!

Chatting to local guys in small village between Abengourou and Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire. Chatting to local guys in small village between Abengourou and Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire.

Approaching Bianouan, there was a bridge across the River Bia. The river had earthy banks all around, and it appeared to be at a low level.

River Bia North of Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire. River Bia North of Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire. Bridge across River Bia North of Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire.

The approach into Bianouan was technically challenging up a hill with channels cut into the track from rainfall.

Track up hill with channels cut from rainfall. Leading into Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire.

I stayed with a chap called Johnson and his family who allowed me to camp for two nights. Johnson owned a Maquis in town and I was greeted with a very warm welcome and a chilled beer on the terrace. The Maquis pumped out reggae, which was fantastic because I haven't listened to it in a while since leaving the UK!

Warm reception from Johnson and his family at Maquis in Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire. Warm reception from Johnson and his family at Maquis in Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire. Warm reception from Johnson and his family at Maquis in Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire. Warm reception from Johnson and his family at Maquis in Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire.

After the welcome, Johnson took me to meet the chief of the village and many of Johnson's brothers. We then went to his mother's house and introduced me to the family.

That evening, with dinner, Johnson opened a bottle of Indian whisky, which was rather tasty! He treated me to beers and food. He showed me several Maquis about the town that he was acquainted with. Johnson was very hospitable and generous.

The following day, after whisky with breakfast (a first for me!), I relaxed in the Maquis, whilst Johnson attended to business with people coming and going.

Jonhson and business at Maquis in Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire.

That evening, a local lad offered to show me around town on his 125cc moto. He was a good rider who navigated the nooks and crannies of the town and introduced me to his friends and family. At his family's residence, they served me a glass of home made whisky and warned me to just sip it. Whilst exploring the town, wee stumbled upon a hotel who kindly offered us oranges.

Whilst exploring Bianouan on a moto tour with local lad, these people kindly offered oranges. Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire..

Here are some photos of me riding pillion with the local lad.

Riding pillion with local lad in Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire. Riding pillion with local lad in Bianouan, Cote d'Ivoire.

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