Chasing the light

[Kobus Myburgh]

Does it not come with a crate? Can't we get a photo of the crate?
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You’re welcome.  :imaposer:

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[dirt rat]

That crate is a thing of beauty.

 

[Monkey#13]

Looks like a small crate... Probably only the screen and the lights fit in there. Is there more to this bike than the angry looking headlights?

Hijack off

 

[Hardy de Kock]

During the time at Sesriem I found myself getting very irritated quicker than I normally would.
The French team had made use of the good hearted nature of the South Africans in more ways than acceptable to me.
They would ask for smaller lunchpacks only to change it to bigger lunchpacks the next day. They would borrow equipment, never to return it, which left us without the gear that we needed to do our jobs.
Guys like Kobus and Hennie and probably Gary too, would go out of their way to accommodate the Frogs, and it started to get under my skin.
I was feeling sorry for the girls, as they maxed 4 hours sleep everyday, and these guys just kept asking more of them.
I suspect Kobus picked up on my mood, and it became apparent that he managed it by opting for the work that required our team to be in close proximity from the Frenchies.

I actually enjoyed being seperated from them to get my act together, and decided to make the best of the situation.
The road to Helmeringhausen (no matter from which side) is one of undescribable beauty and I would go as far as to say that it must be one of the most beautiful places that I have ever seen.
I would stay there in a heartbeat, and actually consider farming again, if I ever get the opportunity.
They vast open grassplains and the backdrop of the dramaticaly colored mountains will stay with me forever.
The Unimog and the Iveco loved these sandy roads. We found two tourist rentals that got stuck, and with time on our hands, we pulled them out.
The American in the Renault Duster forgot to say thank you. I guess he was in a hurry  :imaposer:

We arrived at the farm, and made our way through the gate, onto the 35 km farm road that leads to the farmhouse. Yes, 35km. The farm was 65000 hectares.
The lady of the farm was an attractive german born, south namibian bred vixen who took no prisoners when it came to business. She told us that she had beers available at 50 bucks a pop, and that her ice was sold seperately. She was going on and on about the favor she was doing us, to have beers there, so far from town.
I told her that I would take one case if she promised to stop talking. She did.  :thumleft:
The campsite was beautiful and nestled at the foot of the mountains. Rocky outcrops, and silky white grassplains with a few Acasia trees added to the beauty of what was going to be our digs for the evening.
Later that afternoon, the rest of the crew, and the film team arrived..
More about this later

 

[dirt rat]

:laughing4:

 

[Vis Arend]

I follow with great interest.    :sip:

Hats off to all involved, in circumstances like this you need a good and able team to keep everything together.    Respect to all.  :thumleft:


Ek sien Kobus en Hardy het lief geraak vir die suide van Nam.  :biggrin:  Nam is voorwaardelik 'n juweel op sy eie.  Die noorde, suide, weste en ooste verskil van mekaar, maar elkeen het sy unieke mooi.  Ek en vroulief sal nooit moeg raak vir Nam nie.    :deal:  Ek is bly julle het dit ook mooi gevind.  :thumleft: 

 

[Hardy de Kock]

I follow with great interest.    :sip:

Hats off to all involved, in circumstances like this you need a good and able team to keep everything together.    Respect to all.  :thumleft:


Ek sien Kobus en Hardy het lief geraak vir die suide van Nam.  :biggrin:  Nam is voorwaardelik 'n juweel op sy eie.  Die noorde, suide, weste en ooste verskil van mekaar, maar elkeen het sy unieke mooi.  Ek en vroulief sal nooit moeg raak vir Nam nie.    :deal:  Ek is bly julle het dit ook mooi gevind.  :thumleft:

Jy is reg Louis.

Die suide het 'n asemrowende prag. Ek weet Kobus wil graag die plek vir sy gesin gaan wys.

 

[Hardy de Kock]

There is one pet hate that I have (apart from ariving at camp in the dark), and it is having to pack stuff, that I know we will not use on a trip. It takes up space, that I could have used and it is always in the way.
When we host trips, we unfortunately have to offer tents, as most people that does a Kaokoland trip opt for the relative "safety" of a tent prior to us departing.
Funny thing is, the tents always only get used on the first night. After the first night, the adventure bug nestles and everyone sleeps under the stars.
It was the same with the Frogs.

Setting up camp usually entails the following:

Erecting and packing the stretchers
Camp chairs in boma formation
Sleeping bags & pillows
Camp fire and spare wood, for the guests that will linger around the fire till late.
Supper preparations for the group
Breakfast preparations for the group
Checking toilets and bathrooms to make sure there won't be mishaps.
Picking up thorns and or anything else that poses any discomfort or danger.

Now on this specific evening I told the staff only to erect 6 tents, as the guests so far, have only used 4 tents.
As I said earlier, the crew and the guests started to arrive back from what could be described as a challenging day.
I asked where Gary and Hennie was, only to find out that no one really knew. Kobus told me that he suspected that they were concerned with the deep sand on the road, and that they might have pressed on towards Aus.
I did not like this one bit, because we now had no way of confirming that they were safe, fed or that they had a place to sleep.

a Little bit later, the french project manager and his posse arrived too. He immediately walked over to me and asked me where the rest of the tents were, and instructed me to erect it immediately. He was rude, and did not wait for my explanation, and demanded that we have all the tents erected from now on.
I asked him if he was going to sleep in a tent, and he answered NO.
It was at this point that I got to learn a little bit about myself. I know exactly how I would have reacted under normal circumstances, and that would have meant the end of either him or me, but somehow, I held it together, turned around and walked away.
The crew picked up on what happened and everyone joined in to erect the tents.
Twenty minutes later there was a legion of tents standing, and I had enough time to calm down.

Everything was going well with the kitchen staff, and I decided to take a walk. When I came back, Loic (French project manager) sent one of his staff, to ask me if he could come over and talk to me. I guess it was the safe way of doing it.
I agreed to it, and about two minutes later Loic arrived.
"Hey Hardy, you feel better?" he asked. I told him that all was good and that I just needed some sleep.
"We had a horrible day, everything went wrong, and I took it out on you. I am really sorry, and I ask for your forgiveness".
I remember thinking to myself that what I do at this point would have a massive impact on future work from Honda, and I heard myself saying "All good Loic".
The frenchman will never realise how close he came to a PK that autumn evening in the south of Namibia, but I am glad that he didn't.
That evening I slept like a rock and really rested well.

 

[Mev Vis Arend]

The frenchman will never realise how close he came to a PK that autumn evening in the south of Namibia, but I am glad that he didn't.

:lol8: :lol8: :lol8: :lol8: :lol8: :lol8:

 

[Zeff Cowboy]

9 pages of you oakes taking pics of lorries where the hell is the bikes.

 

[Hollywood]

a Little bit later, the french project manager and his posse arrived too. He immediately walked over to me and asked me where the rest of the tents were, and instructed me to erect it immediately. He was rude, and did not wait for my explanation, and demanded that we have all the tents erected from now on.
I asked him if he was going to sleep in a tent, and he answered NO.
It was at this point that I got to learn a little bit about myself. I know exactly how I would have reacted under normal circumstances, and that would have meant the end of either him or me, but somehow, I held it together, turned around and walked away.

Daasynou!! Welkom in my wêreld.... well done Hardy. Ek dink nie mense weet hoe ongelooflik konflikryk so 'n produksieomgewing is nie. As ouens rang trek, en dit nogal meeste van die tyd, doen met onmenslikke arrogansie en disrespek...sonder dat hy weet wat jy al vir hom en die produksie gedoen het...  Dit gebeur vyftig keer elke dag in die Entertainment en Film wêreld. Klomp egotistiese diktators, meeste van die tyd. Maar dis maar hoe dit werk. Daars net een ou wat die kreatiewe visie het, en as almal nie dit ondersteun nie, of dit op 'n werksdag nie heeltemal gebeur soos hy dit wil hê nie, is hy erger as 'n menstrueerende beer met dorings in al 4 voete. Dan raak hulle maar effens emosioneel. Hulle voel meestal later sleg daaroor en kom vra omverskoning.

Goed ge-handle. Dit gaan oor outliving the competition, nie kopstamp tot altwee in 'n koma is nie. Jy het dit op die heel beste maniere hanteer.

....nog steeds moer funny om te lees....
Wens ek was 'n vlieg teen die tentmuur. Sou my gat af gelag het.

 

[Kobus Myburgh]

9 pages of you oakes taking pics of lorries where the hell is the bikes.

Byt vas Captain Zef.  We’re here for a long time, not a good time.  :lol8:

 

[Ian in Great Brak River]

I knew it, that tiny box has the new XL 185S hidden away in it!

 

[Vis Arend]

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Jy is reg Louis.

Die suide het 'n asemrowende prag. Ek weet Kobus wil graag die plek vir sy gesin gaan wys.

Kan ek saamkom....................... atch:  atch:  atch: :biggrin:

There is one pet hate that I have (apart from ariving at camp in the dark),  PK that autumn evening in the south of Namibia, but I am glad that he didn't.

Haat dit ook soos pes om donker by my kamp te kom, dan is my moer klaar gekoer.  :dousing: :dousing:

Vir jou hanteering van daai Fransman, wel jy is 'n beter mens as ek.  :deal: 

 

[Sithe]

Sounds to me like "Loic" is the French four letter word for "P**s"  eepwall:

 

[Monkey#13]

Sounds to me like "Loic" is the French four letter word for "P**s"  eepwall:

Absolutely!  :imaposer:

 

[Hardy de Kock]

Sounds to me like "Loic" is the French four letter word for "P**s"  eepwall:

No, not really. In all fairness I have to admit that he was under a lot of pressure, and things got a lot better after that incident. He does a great job too, as I am sure the videos and pics later in this thread will prove.
Sithe - One of the people I worked with, and really liked resigned to start his own business just prior to this job. I realised only afterwards how much that influenced me.

 

[Monkey#13]

Sounds to me like "Loic" is the French four letter word for "P**s"  eepwall:

No, not really. In all fairness I have to admit that he was under a lot of pressure, and things got a lot better after that incident. He does a great job too, as I am sure the videos and pics later in this thread will prove.
Sithe - One of the people I worked with, and really liked resigned to start his own business just prior to this job. I realised only afterwards how much that influenced me.

Thanks for clarifying. It's far too easy to judge a person on the internet these days. :thumleft:

 

[Hardy de Kock]

Kobus will hopefully forgive me for this.


David Ellis in action :thumleft:[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUfpVPPEdmg&t=5s[/youtube]

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3LxTKXeArt0[/youtube]

Claude Deysel and Gerrit du Toit in action

 

[Black_Hawk]

What a beauty  :drif: