Work took me back to Botswana Ash at Sowa Pan on Thursday, just another 800km day in the life.
As I went over the railway bridge at Serule there was a coal train passing underneath, I thought it would have made a good picture but the road there isn’t too safe to stop on: narrow and bad sight-lines.
Imagine my surprise when, about six hours later, I finished my business at Sowa and found a train load of coal parked at the mine gates.
