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After a very stormy night, the last day of our epic adventure dawned. The sun was out and the air was warm. Slowly, we emerged from the tent to discover that everything was indeed, still intact after the gale that had swept over our camp during the thunderstorm. We were tired but glad that we’d […]
We left Shalom Farm in the rain. Once through Greytown itself though, the rain seemed to let up. So we stopped off in a plantation road and unloaded the bikes. Suzann was brave enough to go first. But no sooner had she begun to pedal than the sky began to piddle. She powered on in […]
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Finally the rain stopped and we could pack a dry tent. But not before a nervous moment just before sunrise when we heard the drops fall again. But it was just a passing shower and by the time we were ready to drop the tent, it was dry again. Admittedly, we did take rather a […]
The Eastern Cape was a challenge and a half and made us want to give up on numerous occasions but, against all odds, we will continue and we will finish, because it’s not about us. And because it’s not about us and our physical abilities or mental aberrations (as some would say) we did not, […]
So, it was still raining when we headed for breakfast at the hotel … a buffet with a difference … The choice of cereal was All-Bran flakes or cornflakes, sealed tightly under stretched cling wrap in individual bowls. Where you were supposed to get the milk and sugar for topping from, we still don’t know. […]
Eighty degrees of irritation … Since Kob Inn things had been going downhill at formula one home straight pace! We left the Kob in a light drizzle, lunch pack in hand, just a few minutes after Wesley and Mike. These guys were hard core, no nonsense, mountain bikers riding the Imana Wild Ride course unassisted. […]
After a rather uncomfortable night of hanging on the edge of our inflatable mattresses to eat our supper of chips and salticrax, the day couldn’t dawn soon enough. The rain had forced us into the tent at 5pm the previous evening and we’d been stuck inside our little canvas cave since then. That in itself […]
It was a long one that we didn’t expect to be able to complete … all the way home to Plettenberg Bay. Due to the unrest that had plagued the Garden Route of late we had decided previously to drive the Nekkies at Knysna and take the detour around the airport to Plett. That just […]
It was the Robinson Pass that lay ahead and we were up and about in a dreary, misty Mossel Bay at sparrows. There was no time to dry the tent and gazebo so we packed the damp, sea-sticky canvas and pulled on the cycle shorts yet again. It would require ‘headlight on’ driving through the […]
Neither ‘tannie’ nor Lynsey wanted to leave Jongensfontein. It was a beautiful morning and everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. The tent and gazebo were wet with dew so we had to wait until they dried off some before packing up in earnest. We were to drive up to where the Blombos road […]
