By crossafrica_iwiaro
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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 […]
The 4X4 club were up early cooking breakfast. We jealously eyed the frying pans as the unmistakable odour of bacon frying began to fill the air. We slowly spooned the Futurelife original flavour (sand, as opposed to the chocolate one being dubbed ground) up, longingly looking on as the eggs were broken into the pans. […]
By Tezferguson
Leaving Areena we, or should I say Suzann, took on a steady +- 20km climb. Respite came few and far between and she just had to keep cranking up the long Eastern Cape hills. In the vehicle I was feeling very sorry for her as she, or rather her knee, is not a happy climber. […]
