The plan was to leave early on the Friday and do the hop to Uppington in one go. So, I was to sleep the night at Justin’s and we’d be off at the crack of dawn.
There was some last minute stuff that had to happen;
My sidestand mounting needed some modification
A bit of a wash
And the beast was as ready as it was ever going to be. Brutal is sexy?
This is where the story got a bit off script, I was keen to do some visualisation exercises whilst sitting quietly with the bike, but Justin convinced me that going to a steak house would be ideal. Somehow, a whole extra 2 bottles of wine jumped onto the bill and copious amounts of “strategizing” went on till the wee hours. I put the blame squarely on Justin for this tactical blunder. The first of my reservations about allowing him to support me were the last few things I thought of before I dropped off to sleep in his sons bed. (sons were with Gran)
The end result was that we only got going in peak Cape Town rush hour traffic that included having to drop off a bakkie. Proper amateurish move.
We also managed to absolutely mangle the N7 roadworks such that 2 hours was lost there too.
Somewhere along the way lunch
Music and laughing was the better way to pass the time....
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Two punctures were also a great way to add to the fun.
Had to get a sundowner and make new friends. Justin convinced the local Mr Personality that he should add him to his facebook page.
The place to have the obligatory beer at sundown. Only 200k’s to go!
14 hours to do 800k’s did not set a great average speed. It was a long day but full of laughs and banter.
We crawled into bed about midnight after getting supper in the Upington Dros.
Tomorrow would be scrutinizing… and of course checking out all the bike porn.
I was really looking forward to it.