A bodaboda rider from Baringo county was given one of the most remarkable funeral send-offs seen in Kenya in recent memory, with his fellow riders ensuring he left this world the same way he lived in it — on two wheels.
Oscar Kiprop, who hailed from Kanjulul in Baringo county, died recently, and his bodaboda brothers refused to let him go quietly.
Rather than a conventional hearse or vehicle, they placed his casket on top of two motorbikes arranged side by side, transforming them into a makeshift bier.
Flower bouquets laid around the coffin of Oscar Kiprop
Flower bouquets were laid around the coffin as the riders formed a procession to accompany him on his final journey.
The images and footage of the send-off circulated widely on social media shared on November 10, 2026, capturing the attention of thousands who were moved by the creativity and depth of feeling behind the tribute.
The procession was everything Oscar would have known in life: the roar of engines, the smell of petrol, and the company of fellow riders who shared the road with him daily.
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Where most funerals are defined by silence and solemnity, this one rang out with the sound of motorbikes, a fitting soundtrack for a man who made his living astride one.
The tribute spoke to something deeper than grief. Within bodaboda culture in Kenya, the bond among riders is forged through long hours on difficult roads, shared risks, and the daily hustle of earning a living.
That solidarity, often visible in how riders rally around colleagues involved in accidents or disputes, showed itself once more in how Kiprop’s community chose to remember him.
Oscar Kiprop laid to rest surrounded by brotherhood
Rather than observing the standard formalities of a funeral procession, his fellow riders designed a farewell that reflected who he was.
The flowers placed around the coffin added a gentle contrast to the machinery beneath, softening the image without diminishing the power of the moment.
Oscar Kiprop was laid to rest surrounded by the brotherhood he belonged to, carried on the machines that defined his working life, and mourned by men who understood exactly what it meant to live the bodaboda life.
