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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 […]
Is Grahamstown on the moon? What else could one think when we saw all that uphill! The distance was not impressive but the terrain was. What was meant to be a ‘little turn of the pedals’ day turned into a nightmare of vertical cranking. We had so wanted to feel the warmth of the sun […]
We survived the night at The Ferry on Gamtoos River but the morning brought no sun with it yet. We’d pack up slowly … very slowly. By the time we were ready to drop the ablution key and take a drive to the skip to dispose of our black rubbish bag we’d been given at […]
The sound of raindrops on the roof, first thing in the morning, is great for lying in on a lazy day but not so great when you’ve scheduled a 60 odd kilometre cycle to a place called Storm’s River! The day did not start well … The weather forecast did nothing to comfort us and […]
