The change of terrain from that point onwards was immediate , forcing us to drive slowly as our wheels rushed through stretches of loom mixed with overnight rains to create slushes across the road . Further , large craters left by pools of water and washed away sections of the road coupled with the poor lighting at dawn required us to be extra cautious .
Equipped with hand-held radios , we ensured each other was in high spirits despite little sleep the previous night .
Halfway to our next stop , we were able to witness the most beautiful sunrise above the trail and forest on both sides . Of course , this was an opportunity for the photographers to get their best lens out .
Following traditional team photos and the opportunity to stretch our legs , we were on our way again .
It is not difficult for such long trips to get mundane as we looked around the next bend for our next stop . Alas , there it was , the GUYOIL Gas station sign at number 58 representing the end of the second leg of our journey and an ability to refuel not only our vehicles but our bodies as well .
The Tourism Guyana team is accustomed to traveling the length and breadth of Guyana , but the journey never ceases to amaze us ; from the scenery to the excellent strangers we meet along way to the fresh air found outside of the busy Capital City , it is always a treat .
We were given a lot of time to enjoy the fresh air and warm climate when just ten ( 10 ) minutes away from the gas station , one of the vehicles encountered mechanical problems . The welcoming trait of Guyanese on a trail though , meant each passersby stopped and tried to render assistance as the Pickup refused to restart .
It took some inspections to figure out that there was an electrical problem we were ill-equipped to handle . In a village with two electricians – one called James who said he was three hours away and Justin who had an even longer wait time . So therein began our wait because Guyanese in the forested areas we refer to as “ bush ” usually means longer than they average . We say “ in the bush , two hours could mean six .”
Several hours were then filled with bouts of eating , games and fun drinks before the team of six decided to split and go in search of a bus driver who promised to transport one of the Electricians from a “ landing ” by the river side back to our location .
There , we were greeted with the sad news that though hours had passed , the auto-electrician was nowhere to be seen . So , with sunken spirits , we travelled back to our vehicles .
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