We came into Selima, the unofficial bicycle capital of Malawi, at dusk and witnessed a very special scene as the bicycles began to outnumber every other form of transport on the roads, with bicycle taxis ferrying people up and down the road to get dinner at the street markets. As the light faded the bike lights came out and we found ourselves coasting down a road populated by nothing but a sea of illuminated bicycles. It was really special to, for once, be a bicycle traveling at the same speed as all other traffic on the road.
Fun fact: It cost 200 Kwacha to catch a bicycle taxi 2km, which equates to R3, and many were seen carrying a lady and one or two children or a gentleman and his livestock at the same time.
We passed through Selima again the next day, and by daylight it was no less special to witness how almost everything in the town runs on bicycles, from the bicycle taxis and load carrying bicycles, to the modified bicycles used for milling corn, or driving a belt to power some form of machinery. There were also bicycle repair stalls on every street, as the majority of the bicycles we saw were pre-seventies era, single speed, solid steel framed bikes, the repairs were basic with the main issue being a buckled wheel or a faulty drive chain. Tools I saw being used included a detached bicycle fork mounted to a post and used for wheel truing, and a trusty hammer, normally applied with force to the vicinity of the crank to solve any number of problems.
A man selling his wares, including bicycle wheels and tyres, surrounded by bicycles. Bianca Silberbauer
As we ventured through Malawi we had many special encounters with fellow cyclists, from being raced by kids on a bicycles with unaligned wheels, to being assisted with repairing a puncture by a passing cyclist on more than one occasion, and simply seeing the state of some of the bikes that were still used and treasured as an invaluable part of life.