Day 6 + 7:
Distance: 512 km
Destination: Marnitz Mini Town Lodge (S23 09.896 E28 12.815)
All good things come to an end…So it was time for us to head back home. The plan for the day was to get at close the border as we can.
Leaving the Island
On our way out I stopped to take some pictures. I was about 100 meters behind Fun and Herman. After putting my camera away I saw Fun pull away across the pan but Herman stayed behind. WTF?!? After all we’ve been through he should have known I frequently stay behind to take pictures. When I got close to him I notices he was not waiting for me at all….he decide to pass some 4x4 tracks on the outside; the pans side!!! I was greeted with mud flaying everywhere and the KTM moving forward inch by inch. After some “peddling” the big KTM finally emerged from the other side.
Just a last reminded that you can never get to comfortable with the pans.
We were fortunate again and the scrapped road continued to tar.
We made such good time that we decided to cross the border at Martins drift and sleep just on the other side. After a quick and efficient border crossing we set off to find some accommodation.
We weren’t in the mood to camp so we were looking for a lodge of some kind.
We found a couple at reasonable prices ones but none had any food. We ate bully beef the previous night and were in no mood for freeze dried food and water. So we kept searching…
Then we found Marnitz Mini Town Lodge. What an awesome find. Accommodation was cheap and clean. And they had a pub. They are only 30 km from Martins drift. We promptly booked in and headed for the pub. Fun and I had some Zamelek’s and Herman some coke. We watched some cricket with the manager and ordered dinner…and what a dinner. The best food I’ve had in month!!!
And I’m not kidding. It was great.
After dinner Herman left to go and have a shower. Fun and I stayed behind in the bar and discovered they had Jameson!!! We had couple :ricky: :ricky: :ricky:. Then we solved the whole of SA’s political problem, then we had some more, then we solved Botswana’s political problem. Just before the conversation turned KTM vs BMW we decided to bed….
Our accommodation for the night.
MAN I’m missing this bike already!!! :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( What a beauty!!
The next morning we left for home.
What a trip. What started as a dream of riding on the pans turned into an awesome adventure?
We’ve already had some discussions and it looks like the next Jameson brothers (and an orphan of course!!) instalment might be Northern Namibia.
I had some reservations about new people joining us on this trip.
But to be honest riding with Herman was an awesome experience. He adapted to our trip dynamics very well and would always be welcome on future Jameson Brother tours!
To be continued….
P.s If anybody’s seen a KTM rider sitting alone at a bar somewhere sipping Irish finest. Let us know…..Were still seem to be missing a Jameson brother!!!