I live in one of those fun places where getting tracks can be hazardous to your health.

I was headed out to continue mapping the western Nairobi bypass road. When I crossed Ngong Road, two well dressed men signalled for me to slow down. I was on my motorcycle so I pulled in the clutch, down shifted and kept the RPMs high so I could dump the clutch if things turned ugly.

I noticed one of them had a very nice two way radio, so that put me a little at ease. They said they were police men, and asked me where I was going. I told them I was mapping and that I wanted to continue up the road. The suggested I go another way because, "there are some bad boys up there." They were very nice, but also very convincing, so I headed out. I did go through Kibera on the way home, I guess I needed my risk quota for the day.

Not sure if I will ever get that road.