The Forgotten Path
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Average rating4.5
David Newman seems like that friend who is always in trouble - the stubborn one who refuses to back down, who seldom admits he was wrong, who is always borrowing money and is unable to repay it, and who is genuinely very lucky. Notwithstanding that he is the most interesting friend you have...
But I have got ahead of myself. In the early 1960s Englishman David Newman had an old flatmate who was living and working in Nigeria who invited him to come over some time. Newman phoned him up out of the blue one day to let him know he was coming - by car. He had just bought himself a new Ford Zephyr, and was confident that the trip from London through the Sahara would be possible. In fact at every level of enquiry he was told it was impossible - which became his motivation to succeed.
All his savings spent he begged and borrowed to buy the last of his equipment. He set up another good friend to bankroll him by wiring him money whenever required! He obtained a few visa's but decided primarily to deal with the border complications on the way.
Initially he had a travelling companion (whose own father warned him was worthless, and that he would regret it) but he turned out to be a poor fit and was kicked out after a short time. He also had another companion in northern Africa for a time, but he was mysteriously arrested at a border, and Newman had to proceed alone. However he picked up yet another companion for the final section of his trip, an experienced fellow who was part of a Cambridge University trip by Landrover in a similar route the other direction who was prepared to come out to join him.
For the largest part, stubbornness drove him on. Extreme risks were taken, incredibly recklessly, time and time again he drove off into the desert alone to become stuck in the sand, low on water, out of food etc etc. Incredibly for him it always seemed to work out that someone came along - luckily for the reader, he got to write his book.
reliance on the French Military was high, and often made for uncomfortable reading where he promised to pay, knowing full well he hadn't the funds to do so. He borrowed from his bankrolling friend, he borrowed from British consulates, he paid the Ford Agent for carparts with a cheque he knew was going to bounce.
His route was Britain - France - Spain - Gibraltar - Morocco - Algeria - Mauritania - (perhaps a small diversion into Spanish Sahara (Western Sahara)) - Senegal - The Gambia - Senegal - Mali - Upper Volta (Burkina Faso) - Ghana - Togoland (Togo) - Dahomey (Benin) - Nigeria. It was an interesting time for many of these countries, as they were literally becoming independent from France at the time of travel. This assisted Newman as the newly independent counties were unsure how to manage visa's and border controls, so his lack of visa's didn't trip him up (much).
Anyway, all these reckless acts, his immense good luck and his ability to get outcomes from the least expected sources all made this an excellent and entertaining read. At less than 200 pages it was a quick and enjoyable read about a man prepared to take great risks for the love of travel and adventure.
Predictably by the time Newman arrives in Nigeria his flatmate has departed, and upon being asked what next, he calmly states he will return to the UK to raise some money to finance the return journey Zephyr, by a route through the middle of the Sahara this time. Impossible, everyone tells him...
4.5 stars
David Newman seems like that friend who is always in trouble - the stubborn one who refuses to back down, who seldom admits he was wrong, who is always borrowing money and is unable to repay it, and who is genuinely very lucky. Notwithstanding that he is the most interesting friend you have...
But I have got ahead of myself. In the early 1960s Englishman David Newman had an old flatmate who was living and working in Nigeria who invited him to come over some time. Newman phoned him up out of the blue one day to let him know he was coming - by car. He had just bought himself a new Ford Zephyr, and was confident that the trip from London through the Sahara would be possible. In fact at every level of enquiry he was told it was impossible - which became his motivation to succeed.
All his savings spent he begged and borrowed to buy the last of his equipment. He set up another good friend to bankroll him by wiring him money whenever required! He obtained a few visa's but decided primarily to deal with the border complications on the way.
Initially he had a travelling companion (whose own father warned him was worthless, and that he would regret it) but he turned out to be a poor fit and was kicked out after a short time. He also had another companion in northern Africa for a time, but he was mysteriously arrested at a border, and Newman had to proceed alone. However he picked up yet another companion for the final section of his trip, an experienced fellow who was part of a Cambridge University trip by Landrover in a similar route the other direction who was prepared to come out to join him.
For the largest part, stubbornness drove him on. Extreme risks were taken, incredibly recklessly, time and time again he drove off into the desert alone to become stuck in the sand, low on water, out of food etc etc. Incredibly for him it always seemed to work out that someone came along - luckily for the reader, he got to write his book.
reliance on the French Military was high, and often made for uncomfortable reading where he promised to pay, knowing full well he hadn't the funds to do so. He borrowed from his bankrolling friend, he borrowed from British consulates, he paid the Ford Agent for carparts with a cheque he knew was going to bounce.
His route was Britain - France - Spain - Gibraltar - Morocco - Algeria - Mauritania - (perhaps a small diversion into Spanish Sahara (Western Sahara)) - Senegal - The Gambia - Senegal - Mali - Upper Volta (Burkina Faso) - Ghana - Togoland (Togo) - Dahomey (Benin) - Nigeria. It was an interesting time for many of these countries, as they were literally becoming independent from France at the time of travel. This assisted Newman as the newly independent counties were unsure how to manage visa's and border controls, so his lack of visa's didn't trip him up (much).
Anyway, all these reckless acts, his immense good luck and his ability to get outcomes from the least expected sources all made this an excellent and entertaining read. At less than 200 pages it was a quick and enjoyable read about a man prepared to take great risks for the love of travel and adventure.
Predictably by the time Newman arrives in Nigeria his flatmate has departed, and upon being asked what next, he calmly states he will return to the UK to raise some money to finance the return journey Zephyr, by a route through the middle of the Sahara this time. Impossible, everyone tells him...
4.5 stars
Added to listBeninwith 15 books.
Added to listTogowith 10 books.
Added to listThe Gambiawith 14 books.
Added to listGibraltarwith 16 books.
Added to listSpainwith 81 books.
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