Motorcycle Explorer May 2016 Issue 11 | Page 130

Chapter 2 Preparations Apart from this contact with the BMW owners club, I was a member of the Women’s International Motorcycle Association (WIMA) and they also had BMW were considered the best bikes for world travel, a fact of which I was well aware. They were of members in Southern Africa whose addresses I was given. But I still wasn’t sure what paperwork and sturdy German construction, known for their preparation I would need. As the AA had been so reliability and were used by police and for unhelpful I looked around for another source of missionary work in many countries. I had already done many miles on them myself. However, I had no information on the logistics. information from any individual who had taken one all the way through Africa so I thought I would pay a At this time there were two companies of whom I visit to the BMW owner’s club in London to find out had heard that arranged overland trips : ‘Encounter if anyone there had first- hand knowledge of such a Overland’ and ‘Penn Overland’ who filled their trucks with approximately 20 passengers and took journey. them on a three-month journey from London to Johannesburg. They were well-known commercial Riding my recently acquired tatty R50 I found the businesses but in a London newspaper I found club’s meeting place in an upstairs room in North another private person advertising such an London, lent my steed up against a shop window enterprise. I called the number given and spoke to a and glanced at the gleaming new models parked man by the name of Terry Wilkinson. I explained neatly at the curb. I entered the premises wearing what I was intending to do and said I needed help an old leather jacket I had found at a car boot sale with planning. and repaired on the Singer. It looked a little out of place among the new BMW clothing that most of He kindly invited me to meet him at his home in those gathered were wearing. However the group Barn ett, North London. I found the semi-detached politely greeted me and listened to my enquiries house in a quiet street where Terry lived with his about information on a trip through Africa. None of mother and she brought in some tea while we had the members had made such a journey and they our chat. Terry was a tall, spindly, round-shouldered appeared a little sceptical when I told them of my intention. They were helpful enough to promise that person in his mid-thirties, I think, with a shock of straggly, dark, receding hair and large round glasses they would put my enquiry into their magazine which was circulated to members worldwide. There which gave him an owl-like expression. He looked more like an absent-minded professor than an were a few living in Rhodesia and South Africa and explorer. His usual profession was a part-time this fact did, in fact, prove very helpful at a later insurance contractor but he found arranging date. overland journeys more stimulating and lucrative.