The bike has been getting to be a bit of a pig to start and usually its fuel quality here so a clean of the carb and tappet reset for fun and all was ok except the PO had busted one'v the float posts but seemed to be working fine with only one proper fixing so it went back like that.
We went for a spin round to a couple'v places of interest that even many of the locals I know don't know about, I live on the edge of a fairly large Sisal plantation so access is easy, Sisal isn't the industry it used to be, it used to be a busy place here not so much now.
Stator in a Sisal plant, we used to have these planted instead of a fence round our place to keep baddies out as it can really spoil your day if you get those spikes poke you but my dad got rid of ours because the rain water sits for long in the leaf stems, mozzies and snakes like them and malaria is a right pig round here, just to say here that we now have a super strain of parasite that is pretty immune to known treatments of the disease because of bad half treatment in the past, same story as over used antibiotics, anyway on...
They harvest the lower leaves and the plant keeps growing up and shooting new leaves for the next harvest, I have no idea how long it is though..
There are thousands of acres of the stuff for miles and miles.....
Some harvested leaves, I can remember during harvest time they used to throw down narrow gauge railway tracks to transport the harvest out but I haven't seen that in years, as an aside, a friend of mine in Tanzania was telling me he was approached by some Americans trying to buy his track stock as it was made of old undiluted, unrecycled, uncontaminated, unradioactive steel that they used in special builds for engine blocks and some such, I know it must be true because whenever they need quality steel uncontaminated stuff for surgical instruments and Geiger counters they cut lumps off the German battle ships scuttled at Scappa during the first world war. Anyway on...
All the sharp pointy pits cut off.
It doesn't look much but that is some hill all soft sand and my bike struggled to get up that lot.
And down the other side towards the sea.... Those rocks there are fossilized coral and must be a hundred feet higher than the present sea level and the heat is something else on this track.
On the way we passed by a coral block cutting operation that wasn't there the last time I came this way, they use circular saws to cut building blocks out of the ground, ruins the ground for years but there are projects that get earth made and planting trees, in our garden we have about two feet of earth then its all coral, I don't know how far but when they dug the well there was forty five meters of the stuff before they got to sand, the deeper it is the more dense the coral, the harder it is to cut till it gets like granite and those blocks are really heavy, there are odd holes in the ground round here going back hundreds of years where they used to hew them out by hand, back breaking work and I once asked the guys how many they could do in a day and the answer was around twenty five. Life is tough, they couldn't cut more than they could sell in the day because the unsold cut blocks would be stolen in the night. Its different now.
So we get to place I was aiming at and we're right next to the sea... This coral is still razor sharp, must be millions of years old Stator could hardly bear it.
