Group of people 'thrilled ' to see a cyclist --- Ignoring the dog by turning my back to him, I hoped to build trust and get him quietly inside my campsite.  The last thing I wanted was to try to silence a barking dog in the night, nor have to chase a barking dog away.  As he cautiously got closer, I lowered myself to a knee and munched loudly on one of my last carrots.  His hunger got the best of him and he moved around to face me.  Sticking out the carrot, he refused the offer but only stepped back slightly.  Taking another bite, I offered the carrot once more.  Sniffing the air, he stood his ground, and showed no interest.  The only other food I had was a couple chunks of roasted yam root.  Holding it straight out, he could not resist and approached to almost within touching distance.  Laying the root down, I went back to the carrot and didn't look at the him.  Snatching it up, he took several steps backwards and gnawed on it like it was a bone.