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Beyond the Headlines: A Motorcycle Rider’s Perspective on the Aid Crisis ( A heartfelt post)

There is a side of my adventures you don’t always get to see, the side that brings me face-to-face with the harsh realities of how remote , remote can be and how far, far truly is. The side that makes privilege an unfamiliar language in many of the places I visit. This is a reality that continually keeps me humble.The drive I have for people-centric adventure rides.
 
It is children gathering around a fire made from ‘mukoma‘ branches just to read because lighting when they come back from school is a luxury they may never know. It is entire villages depending on aid not as a crutch, but as a lifeline – one that has now been unplugged. The recent halting of international aid has had a ripple effect, exposing deep vulnerabilities. It has led to job losses, left many more exposed to disease and hunger, and unveiled the underbelly of our own inefficiencies. It has forced us to reckon with the consequences of how we vote, how we lead, and how we govern ourselves.
 
Yet, in the midst of it all, there is uncertainty. Who do we blame? Where do we direct our anger? Aid has always been a double-edged sword – helpful yet, at times, a bandage over wounds that require deeper healing. But what happens when that bandage is abruptly removed? We are left staring at the raw, painful truth: we have not built sustainable structures to stand on our own.
 
A collapsing economy is not something you can budget around. Flawed leadership is not something you can out-plan. When you wake up to a Monday Nation newspaper with 12 pages of auctions, when businesses fold and families are left stranded, it becomes clear that politics is not just about debate – it affects every plate of food, every hospital bed, every child’s future.
 
But this is also a wake-up call. It is time for homegrown solutions, and they must come fast. Aid may have stopped, but resilience must begin. What am I doing as a motorcycle adventure rider? I am amplifying these voices. I am bringing these stories to the forefront, showing the world what is happening in the corners we often forget. In the background, we are working day and night to find impactful solutions – solutions that are not just about temporary relief, but about long-term change. Myself and a team of volunteers, we keep knocking doors trying to get solutions. When we come knocking at your door, please hear us out, we have seen devastation untold!
 
We must stop the misuse of resources. We must rethink our leadership, our policies, and our priorities. We must act. Because, as former President Uhuru Kenyatta once said:
“We have lost more people to bullets fired by Africans upon Africans than we have lost to coronavirus. And we have spent more to kill ourselves than we have spent on protecting our health and our society.”
The question now is – what do we do with this reality?
(These are actual photos from the communities)
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Kagwiria Murungi Rides to fight cancer

Riding for Hope: My Journey to Support Children with Cancer in Kenya

Cancer is a devastating diagnosis for any family, but for children in underprivileged communities, the battle is even more challenging. In Kenya, children from low-income households face significant barriers to accessing life-saving cancer treatment—barriers like poverty, lack of awareness, and limited resources. That’s why I, Kagwiria Murungi, a passionate motorcycle adventure rider and founder of Kagwiria Murungi Rides, have launched a campaign close to my heart: “Riding for Hope: Supporting Children with Cancer in Trans Nzoia, Bungoma, and Kisumu Counties.”

This campaign, hosted on the M-Changa fundraising platform, aims to raise KES 1,000,000 (approximately $10,000) over one year to provide critical support for five children battling cancer in these regions. With the support of On Eagles Wings Inc., a U.S.-based organization dedicated to helping Kenyan children with cancer, I’m riding to bring hope and healing to these young fighters.

Why This Campaign Matters

As someone who has traveled across Kenya on my motorcycle, I’ve had the privilege of connecting with communities and hearing their stories. But I’ve also seen the struggles families face, especially when it comes to accessing healthcare. For children with cancer, the challenges are even greater. Many families in Trans Nzoia, Bungoma, and Kisumu counties can’t afford chemotherapy, transportation to treatment centers, or even basic necessities like nutritious meals.

This campaign is my way of making a difference. It’s not just about raising funds—it’s about raising awareness, offering hope, and giving these children a fighting chance.

How Your Support Will Help

Every donation, no matter the size, will directly impact the lives of these five children. Here’s how the funds will be used:

  • Medical Support (KES 250,000 / $1,875): Cover chemotherapy sessions and transportation to treatment centers.
  • Nutritional Support (KES 75,000 / $575): Provide healthy meals to boost immune function and aid recovery.
  • Emotional & Psychological Care (KES 50,000 / $375): Facilitate counseling for the children and their families.
  • Basic Needs (KES 25,000 / $190): Purchase essential supplies like clothing, bedding, and hygiene kits.
  • Awareness & Advocacy Programs (KES 100,000 / $750): Educate communities about early cancer detection and available resources.

My Story Behind the Ride

I’ve always loved the freedom and adventure that comes with riding a motorcycle. Over the years, my journeys have taken me to incredible places and introduced me to inspiring people. But they’ve also opened my eyes to the struggles many families face, especially when it comes to healthcare.

When I learned about the challenges children with cancer and their families endure, I knew I had to do something. That’s why I’m dedicating this ride to them. Through this campaign, I hope to shine a light on their resilience and provide them with the support they desperately need.

This campaign is deeply personal to me. It’s about more than just raising funds—it’s about giving these children a chance to fight, to heal, and to dream of a brighter future.

Join Me on This Journey

I can’t do this alone. I need your help to make a real difference in the lives of these children. Your donation, no matter how big or small, will bring hope and healing to these families. Together, we can ensure these children receive the care they need and deserve.

Donate now and be part of this transformative journey:
👉 Support the Riding for Hope Campaign

This campaign will run for one year, ensuring sustained support for the children. I’ll be sharing updates from my ride, so you can follow along and see the impact of your generosity.

Thank you for joining me on this journey. Let’s ride for hope, healing, and a brighter future for children with cancer in Kenya.


For more information or to follow my journey, visit the campaign page on M-Changa: https://www.mchanga.africa/fundraiser/108917.

kagwiria murungi rides in kiambu

Riding Through Time: A Motorcycle Pilgrimage to Kiambu’s Historic Isaac Watson Memorial Church

There’s something magical about combining the thrill of motorcycle adventure with the discovery of Kenya’s hidden historical gems. My latest journey took me to Kiambu County, specifically to Kikuyu Town, to explore the Scott-Watson Memorial Church—an adventure steeped in history, architecture, and cultural significance.

The Road to Kiambu County

The crisp morning air and the rumble of my motorcycle set the tone for an exhilarating ride from Nairobi to Kikuyu Town, just 20 kilometers away. The route, surrounded by lush greenery and rolling hills, was a gentle reminder of the serene landscapes that Kiambu County offers. The roads are a mix of smooth tarmac and some off-road sections, making it a perfect destination for any adventure seeker looking to blend a scenic ride with a dash of challenge.

Discovering the Isaac Watson Memorial Church

Arriving at the Isaac Watson Memorial Church, the sight of the Neo-Gothic structure left me in awe. The church, often referred to as the oldest PCEA building in East Africa, is not just an architectural marvel but also a gazetted National Monument. Built between 1833 and 1909, the church’s design reflects the intricate craftsmanship of its era. The heavy-gauge galvanized corrugated iron sheets, used for both the walls and the steeply raked roof, glistened under the sunlight. The windows, a blend of wooden casements with clear and stained glass, added a touch of elegance, casting colorful reflections into the interior. Inside, the wooden ceiling and walls, all crafted from exotic cedar wood, exude a warm and inviting ambiance. It’s no wonder the church is fondly referred to as the “House of Cedars.” Cedar wood’s natural resistance to termites and pests ensures the church remains well-preserved over a century later. Walking through the church’s interior felt like stepping back in time, every creak of the floorboards whispering stories of the past.

A Church with a Scottish Connection

One of the most fascinating aspects of this church is its origin. The entire structure, except for the cement screed floor, was fabricated in Scotland and shipped to Mombasa as a completely knocked-down kit. From Mombasa, it was transported by rail to Kikuyu and meticulously assembled on-site. This logistical feat is a testament to the dedication of the early missionaries who envisioned this place of worship.

More Than Just a Church

The Isaac Watson Memorial Church is not only a spiritual landmark but also an educational one. The missionaries who founded the church were instrumental in establishing schools in the region, including the prestigious Alliance High Schools. This earned Kikuyu Town the title “The Cradle of Kenya’s Education.” Standing in this historic site, I couldn’t help but feel immense gratitude for the visionaries whose efforts transformed the community and laid the foundation for Kenya’s modern education system.

Why Visit?

For history enthusiasts, architecture lovers, and cultural explorers, the Scott-Watson Memorial Church offers a rare glimpse into the past. It’s a place where you can marvel at neo-Gothic design, learn about the intersection of faith and education in Kenya, and appreciate the enduring legacy of cedar wood.

Guided Adventures with Me

My motorcycle adventures are not just about the ride; they’re about discovering places like this and connecting them to Kenya’s broader story. If you’re intrigued by the idea of exploring such historical and cultural gems, I invite you to join me on a guided tour. Together, we can uncover more hidden treasures across Kenya, each with its unique tale waiting to be told.

Let’s Spark a Discussion

Have you visited the Isaac Watson Memorial Church or any other historical sites in Kiambu County? What are your thoughts on blending adventure riding with cultural exploration? Share your experiences or questions in the comments below. Let’s keep the conversation going! Adventure riding isn’t just about the destination; it’s about the stories we uncover along the way. The Isaac Watson Memorial Church is one such story, a testament to Kenya’s rich history and the incredible journeys waiting to be discovered.  
Kagwiria Murungi in Turkana by Motorcycle

Through the Sands of Time: My 30-Day Motorcycle Journey Across Turkana

Turkana County is where the sun seems to meld with the horizon, painting the earth in shades of gold and ochre. This was not going to be no ordinary adventure. Over 30 days, I embarked on a ride through one of Kenya’s most remote yet culturally rich regions, weaving through its tough terrain, meeting extraordinary people, and uncovering stories as ancient as the land itself.

The journey began in Nairobi and took me through Kitale, West Pokot, Kainuk, Kalemworok, Kakong’, and Lokichar, before finally arriving in Lodwar, the gateway to Turkana. From there, every stop unraveled a new layer of Turkana’s vibrant culture and breathtaking landscapes.

Discovering Turkana’s Hidden Gems

Each day was a lesson in resilience and wonder. I spent nights in Lodwar and Kanamkemer, immersed in the local way of life. My travels took me to places that felt like stepping into history books:

  • Namortung’a: Ancient stone pillars shrouded in mystery, believed to serve as celestial markers for early civilizations.
  • Kalokol: A bustling fishing hub on the shores of Lake Turkana.
  • The Wadach Pyramids: Natural rock formations that inspire awe and curiosity.
  • Lobolo and Eliye Springs: Oasis-like retreats where palm trees sway against the desert’s stark backdrop.
  • Kang’atotha: A village that introduced me to Turkana’s intricate beadwork.
  • Central Island: An active volcanic island in Lake Turkana, home to three crater lakes, each teeming with unique ecosystems.
  • Lake Turkana Gulf: A shimmering expanse of water that sustains life and livelihoods.
  • Fishermen Villages: From Lotisan to Lochilet and Wadite to Lokwar-angipirie, each village revealed the daily struggles and triumphs of the fisherfolk who call Lake Turkana home.
  • ICT Hub at Loropio: A surprising beacon of technological innovation in this remote region.
  • Kataboi, Nariokotome, and Lowareng’ak: Villages that offered glimpses into Turkana’s communal resilience.
  • The Kenyan Canyon at Mlango: A dramatic natural formation that left me awestruck.
  • Lokitaung’ and Mlima Tatu: Landmarks that challenged my endurance and rewarded me with spectacular views.
  • The Gold Mines at Nadapal: Known locally as “Gold,” where miners dream of striking fortune.
  • Kakuma Refugee Camp: A testament to human resilience, where cultures from across Africa converge.

Cultural Immersion: Food, Jewelry, and Traditions

Turkana’s culture is a tapestry of traditions passed down through generations. I was fortunate to experience their unique way of life, starting with their cuisine.

Nang’aria, a porridge-like dish, was a staple on my journey. It is served in a traditional wooden dish called Atubua, adding a ceremonial touch to every meal. I also tried Epong’, donkey meat revered as medicinal, earning it the nickname Epong’ e Dawa (donkey meat is medicine). Another highlight was Topetokon, a type of meat prepared with an array of herbs that Turkana communities have relied on for generations. Their knowledge of local herbs is vast, with many used for food, medicine, and even rituals.

I wore Ngakoromwa, the intricate beadwork that Turkana women adorn. Each piece is more than just jewelry; it’s a story. The red beads symbolize bravery and strength, blue represents water, green stands for fertility, and yellow and white signify blessings and purity. Wearing their jewelry felt like carrying their history with me.

Overcoming the Terrain

The Turkana landscape is as unforgiving as it is mesmerizing. I battled endless stretches of open roads, scorching heat, and rugged paths that tested my limits. Yet, every challenge brought rewards: breathtaking sunsets over Lake Turkana, the thrill of navigating the Kenyan Canyon, and the serenity of Eliye Springs. Despite the lack of showers on some days and the overwhelming heat, the beauty and resilience of the land kept me going.

Empowering Turkana’s Communities

This journey wasn’t just about exploring; it was about connecting. Turkana’s micro-economies—fishing, beadwork, mining—are lifelines that deserve global attention. Through my motorcycle adventures, I’m committed to amplifying their voices and supporting sustainable initiatives. By sharing their stories, I hope to inspire solutions that uplift these communities and preserve their rich heritage.

Imagine if the world embraced the artistry of their beadwork, the ingenuity of their fishing techniques, or the potential of their gold mines. Together, we can ensure that Turkana’s story is celebrated globally.

Little-Known Facts About Turkana

  • Cradle of Mankind: Turkana is home to the Turkana Boy, a nearly complete Homo Erectus skeleton.
  • Lake Turkana: The world’s largest permanent desert lake, it’s a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
  • Namortung’a: These ancient stone pillars are Turkana’s version of Stonehenge, their purpose still debated by historians.
  • Herbal Knowledge: The Turkana have an extensive understanding of local herbs, using them for food, medicine, and rituals.

Why I Ride

Every kilometre I cover is a step closer to uncovering and sharing stories that matter. Turkana left an indelible mark on my heart, and through my rides, I hope to leave a legacy of empowerment and connection. My motorcycle is more than just a means of travel; it’s a bridge between worlds, carrying stories of hope and resilience from the heart of Turkana to the rest of the world.

 

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Nairobi to Homa Bay: Six Days of Rugged Trails, Serene Shores, and Timeless Stories on Two Wheels

When I mounted my Kawasaki KLR 650 in Nairobi that morning, I was ready for an adventure—but the six days that followed exceeded all expectations. My destination was Homa Bay County, a region brimming with scenic landscapes, cultural richness, and off-road challenges. As a motorcycle enthusiast, this was the kind of journey I live for, and I’m thrilled to share my story with you.

From Nairobi to Mbita: The Start of a Journey

The ride from Nairobi to Mbita set the stage. Smooth tarmac gave way to dusty roads, and I was reminded of why I’m drawn to these expeditions. There’s something about the changing terrain that awakens the senses. As I approached Mbita, the view of Lake Victoria’s shimmering waters against the backdrop of distant islands filled me with anticipation.

The Water-bus to Mfangano Island

Mfangano Island was my first major stop, and getting there was an adventure in itself. At Mbita, I loaded my motorcycle onto the water-bus, a vessel that ferries locals and adventurers like me across Lake Victoria. Watching the waves lap against the sides of the boat, I felt a mix of exhilaration and trepidation—what awaited me on the other side? Mfangano Island is a gem of off-road terrain. Not a single inch of tarmac greeted my tires, just pure, rugged trails. My KLR 650 and I were in our element. Navigating these paths tested my skills and reminded me of the sheer joy of adventure riding.

Discovering Mfangano: Mawanga Stone Arts and Soklo

One of the highlights of Mfangano was visiting the Mawanga Stone Arts. This site features intricate carvings on ancient stones, believed to have been created by the Abasuba people. The carvings depict animals, humans, and celestial symbols, telling stories of a bygone era. Standing there, I felt connected to a history that spoke of creativity, spirituality, and resilience. From there, I ascended Soklo, the island’s highest point. The climb was challenging, but the panoramic views from the summit were worth every effort. Lake Victoria stretched out in every direction, dotted with fishing boats and distant islands. It was a reminder of how vast and beautiful this region is.

The Serenity of Takawiri Island

Reaching Takawiri Island required leaving my motorcycle behind on Mfangano. Accessible only by boat, Takawiri is a haven of tranquility. I explored the island on foot, marveling at its white sandy beaches and crystal-clear waters. It felt like stepping into a postcard. Returning to Mfangano to retrieve my bike, I was struck by how seamlessly this journey blended moments of rugged adventure with serene reflection.

Paying Tribute at Rusinga Island

The next leg of my journey took me to Rusinga Island. One of the most poignant moments was visiting the Tom Mboya Mausoleum. Shaped like a bullet, the mausoleum is a tribute to one of Kenya’s greatest leaders, whose life was tragically cut short. Tom Mboya was a visionary, instrumental in shaping Kenya’s independence and education system. Meeting his brother at the mausoleum was an honor, and it deepened my appreciation for Mboya’s legacy.

Challenges Along the Way

Adventure riding is never without its hurdles. On Mfangano Island, my motorcycle’s battery gave out, and with no mechanic available, I had to rely on a jump start to keep going. It wasn’t until I reached Rusinga that I found a solution. Such challenges are part of the journey and make the successes even sweeter.

Community Connections

Beyond the sights and challenges, the people of Homa Bay County made this trip unforgettable. On Mfangano Island, I joined locals in fishing activities along the shores. Their warmth and openness turned strangers into friends and gave me a glimpse into their way of life.

An Invitation to Ride With Me

This six-day journey to Homa Bay County was more than just an adventure—it was a reminder of the beauty and resilience of Kenya. From the rugged trails of Mfangano to the serene beaches of Takawiri, every moment was an experience worth savoring. If my story inspires you, I invite you to join me on a guided tour. Let’s explore the hidden gems of Kenya together, one ride at a time. Whether you’re a seasoned rider, an adventure enthusiast, or someone simply looking for a unique travel experience, there’s a journey here for you. Let’s ride!  
Riding through Machakos

From Anti-Gravity Hills to Historic Castles: The Motorcycle Adventure to Machakos County

Machakos County, with its captivating mix of natural wonders and historical landmarks, offers a journey into Kenya’s cultural and colonial past. My recent motorcycle adventure on my trusty Kawasaki KLR 650 took me to this region, where every mile was filled with discovery and stories waiting to be told.

Kya Mwilu: The Enigmatic Anti-Gravity Hill

The adventure began at Kya Mwilu, a site famous for its mysterious anti-gravity phenomenon. Here, vehicles appear to roll uphill on what seems like a downward slope. Intrigued, I tested it myself, letting my motorcycle idle. To my amazement, it began rolling backward—uphill. This optical illusion, created by the unique lay of the land, left me in awe and eager for the adventures ahead.

Through Tala and Kisyukioni

From Kya Mwilu, I rode through Tala and Kisyukioni, enjoying the smooth roads and scenic landscapes dotted with acacia trees. Life in these small towns buzzed with warmth, as locals waved and called out in greetings. The vibrant culture and serenity of these stops were the calm before the thrill of an off-road ride to a historic landmark: the Macmillan Castle.

Macmillan Castle: A Portal to Kenya’s Colonial Past

My next destination was the Macmillan Castle, nestled in a place called Muka Mukuu. The name, which translates to “first wife” in Kikamba, evokes a sense of tradition and significance. This imposing structure was built in the early 1900s by Sir William Northrup McMillan, an adventurer and colonial settler of American descent. Standing at the castle’s entrance, I was struck by its grandeur and sense of foreboding. Built with thick stone walls, the castle once served multiple roles: a hunting lodge, a social hub for McMillan’s extravagant parties, and later, during World Wars I and II, a military hospital and a prison. Exploring the castle, I descended into the underground chambers, where the notorious prisoners’ bunkers lay. The air was cool and damp, and the narrow passages evoked an eerie sense of the suffering endured by those held there. Walking through these spaces, I could almost hear the whispers of history. The castle is surrounded by vast land that was once home to sisal farms, worked by laborers, including Tom Mboya’s parents, Leonardus Ndiege and Marcella Onyango. These farms were part of McMillan’s expansive 19,000-acre Juja estate. Tom Mboya, a towering figure in Kenya’s fight for independence, was born on this land—a connection that ties Kenya’s colonial history to its fight for freedom.

The Journey to the Waterway

After immersing myself in the castle’s history, I embarked on an off-road route toward a waterway crossing that would lead me to Thika. Upon arrival, I was greeted by makeshift rafts that seemed like they could sink at any moment. Yet, they were the lifeline for ferrying people, livestock, and even motorcycles across the water. The spectacle began as a team of more than ten men worked together to load my heavy Kawasaki KLR 650 onto one of the rafts. The raft wobbled under the weight, and I was asked to board the same vessel. Out of concern for overloading, I declined and opted for a separate raft, nervously watching as my bike floated across the water ahead of me.

Unloading the Beast

Reaching the other side was only half the battle. The process of unloading the bike was an uphill task—literally. The men coordinated with incredible strength and precision, lifting the KLR 650 off the raft and onto solid ground. Their teamwork and resilience were inspiring to watch, and I couldn’t help but marvel at their determination.

Reflections on the Ride

This journey through Machakos County was more than just a motorcycle adventure; it was a deep dive into Kenya’s history, culture, and the indomitable spirit of its people. From the mysterious Kya Mwilu to the storied walls of Macmillan Castle in Muka Mukuu, and the communal effort at the waterway crossing, every moment was filled with wonder and connection. For motorcycle enthusiasts and adventurers looking to explore Kenya’s hidden gems, I offer guided tours to these extraordinary destinations. Together, we’ll uncover stories of resilience, history, and landscapes that leave a lasting impression. Let’s make every ride an unforgettable story—where history meets adventure, and every destination has a tale to tell.