Tuesday 9 April 2013

Panic on the streets of Zambia

When we thought about undertaking a bike ride down Africa, one of the main reasons we decided to do a supported tour was to minimise the risk posed by some of the more volatile countries. We thought of the recently ended civil war in Sudan, the kidnappings in Kenya and the revolution in Egypt. When we realised we would be passing through Kenya during the election we were grateful to TDA for having ears on the ground and taking responsibility for decisions such as bussing us to a safe spot (this was just in case – as it turned out, this was unnecessary as the election passed without major incident).

If we had to rank the countries we were least worried about passing through, Zambia would have been very high on the list. However, the other day we were reminded just how quickly small incidents can escalate, and that we need to be constantly vigilant. As we approached the town of Katete, the TDA crew called us to a halt and told us to wait, as there were reports of a fire and tear gas. Thoughts of racing were soon abandoned as the picture developed. A couple of weeks ago, a 19-year-old girl was murdered in the village, in a seemingly ritualistic way. This made the national  press, as do four or five similar murders each year. A few days before our circus trundled through, the parents in Katete had a peaceful march, urging the police to do more, as it was felt they were not responding with sufficient speed or application. The morning we approached, the school kids started a similar march. In Zambia, we hear that demonstrations are always peaceful, relatively  joyful affairs, often with singing and dancing. However on this occasion a tyre was set on fire and the crowd started getting excitable. This prompted the police to let off tear gas and it apparently  escalated quickly. As we waited by the side of the road, and several police cars rushed past full of armed men & women (many in plain clothes, wearing riot helmets; where they had come from to this tiny village is still unknown), we also heard reports of looting.


Riot car races past

After a couple of hours waiting, we were informed the trouble had passed, and were told to proceed as a mass convoy through the town without stopping. We followed these instructions and passed  through Katete, which seemed remarkably tranquil other than the odd armed policeman and one man being arrested. As we passed out the other side, we saw a fire ahead on the road and were rushed onto the roadside by some policemen as more police vans raced past, this time firing their guns in the air. About five seconds after the second police car passed, we were informed by the policeman that it was safe to pass, even though we could still hear shots and see fire on the road ahead.  We decided to wait a little longer. Shortly, a police car came to escort us for a few miles – as we followed them, we passed several men who were being held at gunpoint (as the police turned to watch this odd sight of 75 white cyclists going past, the apprehended men gave them the slip and ran into a field). The police escort trundled along, firing warning shots into the air to ensure no one was near the roadside. Ironically, this was probably the least safe we felt throughout the whole incident as, perhaps fortunately, we are not used to gunfire, and they seemed to be firing quite  indiscriminately.
Arrested men...

 Soon the police pulled off and we were free to proceed. From our perspective, the incident never really felt particularly risky, and is apparently a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence in what is normally a very peaceful, tranquil and friendly country. The sad outcome was that ColaLife, the Zambian charity we are raising money for, is trialling its Kit Yamoyo in Katete district, and we had planned to visit their operations, meet some of the mothers who had benefited from the medicine, and the people who help distribute it. As fate would have it, their wholesaler was right next to the riot and tear gas and was apparently looted, hopefully not too seriously. Simon, who started ColaLife, had even driven all the way from Lusaka to help run us through what they do. The upshot was we were  unable to do our visit, but hopefully we can see their work in their other test district, which is west of Lusaka.
With the ColaLife crew

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