Test Kate’s Flickr 11e. Restauranteur with Iskushuban dates9j.3g. Abdiwali counts the cash - 3.2 million Somali Shillings to $1US3f. Jane takes care of the tea breaks1d. Issa and oldest daughter, Bishaaro3h. Girl who boiled our water for tea2f. Zdenek9f. Galeforce winds made flag waving and even standing up difficult9c. The group included two Puntland ministers, the mayor of Hafun and a local elder, soldiers, Zdenek, Jane and me9b. Walking over the carpet of sharp limestone and flat thorn bushes. Just 2.5 km to the finish9a. Heading up the mountain of Ras Hafun, wind constantly blowing me off the road8f. A pause in Hafun before the final push5h. Waiting to find out directions4d. Typical terrain, barren stony plateau2b. Discussion over dinner at the president's residence, Garowe2a. Meeting the President, Dr. Abdirahaman Mohamud (Farole)1a. Meeting up with Issa and entourage after passing through no man's land2c. Wishing us well and good luck5d. Mother and daughter in Marer5c. Abdiwali in discussion, Marer4c. Aisha - a friendly character in Cabaar3c. The president's guards. We are waiting for the support vehicle10a.10h.1f. Sunset over Garowe8h. Old Hafun town completely destroyed by the 2004 tsunami10e.9d. One incredible Australian-Somali achievement9h. Inscription on at the lighthouse, built by the Italians in the 1920s11b. Italian fort at Iskushuban6c. Foar road building community, trying to build the road to Hafun with their own hands and no funding from the government - yet.7b. Sand blasting across the new road. Bleak conditions for cycling1c. Visiting a school with Deputy Minister of the Interior, Local Government and Rural Development, Hon. Ali Yusuf Ali3b. Sand storm on the way to Qardho4b. First tea break in the village of Cabaar, 67km from Qardho4f. Typical bone-rattling track5e. Family living room, Marer5f. Traditional milk container - a doobi7a. Setting off on the final day - 70km to go7c. First vehicle to become bogged on reaching the sand7e. Issa decides I should carry a 9mm pistol to signal for help or ward off hyenas7f. The commander shows me how to use it7h. Waiting for the vehicles8c. Soldiers in need of some exercise during a break8d. With Yassin Mussa Boqor, security advisor for the president of Somalia, grandson of the last king of the region8j. Jane and Yassin fixing the Australian flag1e. Anne-Marie, Bilan and Jane. Getting exercise is difficult when protected by high security1b. Garowe, administrative capital of Puntland2e. Jane and Omer at the President's house5i. Typical riding conditions6b. Foar residents honouring our presence8g. Ruins of the salt works, built in 19278g.. The old loading jetty destroyed by the 2004 tsunami8i. Hafun jetty9h (2)9l. Mohammed (our security guard) Issa and the Commander10d.11a. Spectacular journey back to Bosaso (12 hour drive)11c. Oasis at Iskushuban11d. Iskushuban petrol station12a. View from the State House, Bosaso - visiting the Dputy President5b. Women in the village of Marer where the goats were slaughtered and prepared for the soldiers2d. Somalia and Puntland flags10f.8e. Approaching Hafun3e. Leaning in to the gale force winds. Staying on the road was a real challenge4g. 190km done on the first day, ending up lost in the middle of nowhere6a. Discussing the route in Foar camp for the final day. No one seemed to have much idea about distances4a. Our new security guards turning off on to the rough road between Qardho and Hafun. The beginning of the end3a. The president loaned 11 of his special forces to accompany us to Qardho8a. Cycling on the tidal flat while vehicles stick to the dunes. The rim of the rear split and so I had to take the load off to nurse it to the finish3i. Saying farewell to the president's guards in Qardho. They were sent to fight Al Shabab directly after being with us. Three of these soldiers were killed in battle10g.