The exhaustion of the eventful day took away the opportunity to listen to the voices of nature at the paradisiacal Bunyonyi Lake yesterday before falling asleep. As soon as I closed the mosquito net and turned off the light, I was already in a deep sleep, from which I woke up just after sunrise this morning. The Bunyonyi Overland Resort, where we spent the night, has an amazing breakfast, considering its remoteness, after which we were able to start the seventh section of the tour over 200 kilometers into the Mburo National Park. The serpentine road, riddled with erosion grooves, didn't give us an opportunity to warm up, so our field of drivers tore wide apart. Dan and I drove a little ahead because there weren't any turnoffs to take a wrong turn anyway. So we took the time to stop at a quarry where the backbreaking work was done in a primeval way. The region that we drove through here is also notorious for its exploitative and inhumane mining. While there was no sign of proper safety gear or tools, this one didn't live up to the most dreadful descriptions of the area's mines.
The asphalt road that started soon after gave us a few fast corners, which I used to learn as much as possible from Dan's agile methodology in the saddle. Already on the last tour in Colombia I benefited a lot from Sean's tips and well-meaning criticism and multiplied my cornering technique in just a few days. Yesterday I had then clearly "experienced" how mud and puddle passages can be mastered as controlled as possible. You choose what is believed to be the deepest point of the water hole, which means that the motorcycle and its riders get much wetter and dirtier, but the rear tire cannot slide any deeper at the deepest point of the rut and is therefore more likely to stay on track.