We first heard the noise coming from what sounded like the gearbox of our borrowed Defender as we pulled out of Dullstroom at 4am, our destination point, the 4×4 beach camp in Pomene, Mozambique, some 1,200KM away. By the time we reached Komatipoort the decision had been made to get a mechanics opinion before going further. The backyard tradesman we found was little help, and after several hours of head scratching and phone calls to colleagues, all he could do was grease up the working bits and send us on our way. The noise came and went for the next few hundred kilometres but we made it to Pomene with no further issues other than our mounting paranoia. Our return trip was a little different.