Father & son ride to Anysberg - extreme adventure

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The best ride report so far for 2014 awesome those big eyes behind you  the young man opening the gates the whole ride oozes with the love between to people

oh photo,s great

Coles PE
 
great read.. father and son. what could be finer !
the heavy pig must have had you longing for your dr at times !

keep the story coming.  :thumleft:
 
Sien jy is ook van daai... doen baie dinge, maar maak nie bang kinders groot nie!!!

Baie AWESOME!!!

Respek vir beide van julle!!!  :thumright:
 
Respek mater, RESPEK

Ons het self die naweek nat pad gehad maar was vulletjie teen joune.

Daai laaitie van jou neem mooi fotos.  Se vir hom ek se geluk.  Hy moet aanhou met ry en fotos neem.

WELL DONE  :thumleft:
 
Julle is 'n uitstekende voorbeeld -
Waar daar 'n wil is daar is 'n weg.

Kan sien julle het dit geniet en dit is iets wat hy vir sy pelle gaan vertel om dir braaivleis vure selfs nog oor 20+ jaar as hy self die stofpaaie gaan aanvat.

10 uit 10 en 'n pa duisend.
Cheers
 
Awsome ride.  Amazing how it is always more memorable afterwards.  Bet you were sweating at times there!

Thanks for sharing and the pics
 
Great report. Keep it coming.
That looks pretty hectic. Adventure for sure.

How old is your boy?
 
cloudgazer said:
Great report. Keep it coming.
That looks pretty hectic. Adventure for sure.

How old is your boy? - He is 8 years old
LouisXander said:
Riaan, as ek en Xander ry dan "bind" ek hom vas. Ek las 2 belde en strap dit rondom my en hom lekker hoog net onder die skouers.
Sodoende as hy aan die slaap raak is hy vas en le teen my.
Hy het al lekker paar rite gehad waar hy so sit en slaap vir lang rukke!

Ek is bietjie ongemaklik met die idee van vasmaak aan my.  Op spoed kan 'n mens dalk bo-op hom val of oor hom rol.  Met my dik gat sal ek hom vergruis.  Ons het 'n paar keer omgeval en dit het vir ons gewerk dat hy kon spring en los val van my af.  Aan die slaap raak is beslis 'n groot risiko en 'n mens moet dit maar probeer verhoed deur gereeld te stop.  My vrou slaap gereeld agter op die bike.  As sy bietjie swaar begin le op my en my arms raak moeg speel ek net bietjie met die throttle om haar effens wakker te kry!

Karoo Rider said:
"Extreme adventure" sê jy?  Dis 'n taamlike understatement - dit lyk epic!  Veral met jou seun om oor te worry en 'n fris fiets om te hanteer - respek DikZol!  :salut:

COLES said:
The best ride report so far for 2014 awesome those big eyes behind you  the young man opening the gates the whole ride oozes with the love between to people

oh photo,s great

Coles PE

Dankie al die positiewe kommentare so ver.  Ek het soos 'n regte poephol gevoel om ons in so 'n situasie te kry, veral omdat ons alleen was.  Aan die ander kant het die avontuur geroep en ek wou nie terugstaan vir die eerste moeilikheid wat oor ons pad kom nie.  

african dust said:
great read.. father and son. what could be finer !
the heavy pig must have had you longing for your dr at times !

keep the story coming.  :thumleft:

You know it!!  I was wondering how a farkled 690 would do in these conditions.  I am hoping to do a test ride of one this coming Saturday.  Not that I am looking to buy one....just yet!

alwyn_gs said:
Sien jy is ook van daai... doen baie dinge, maar maak nie bang kinders groot nie!!!

Baie AWESOME!!!

Respek vir beide van julle!!!  :thumright:
Ek probeer nog uit figure hoe om 'n lewe te maak uit adventurous living!!!  Op hierdie stadium kos dit my net geld.  :biggrin:

Kenisis said:
Thanks For Sharing,

one question, Would you do it again?

Knowing what I know now I would probably not have done a trip like this with my son.  I don't think it is the smart thing to do....BUT I can not for a moment imagine not having done this trip.  It got me in the right mindset for this coming year.  It made me realise that you should not necessarily listen to what all the experts say around you, but be clear about what you need to do and then give it everything you've got.  Failure is always an option (read that somewhere).  There were certainly times that I did not know how we were going to get across.  I have a saying:  "Commitment en geloof".  I actually said to my wife that I would like to show the whole family what we went through and hinted at the lot of us going back yesterday with my Hilux.  My wife was not as keen...

I would love to do something like this again with a 690 or similar.  These are the sort of things that test you and it is an awesome feeling when you accomplish something you thought not possible.  I am already looking for the next challenge.

 
So on we go thinking after each crossing that the worst must certainly be behind us.  We got to ride, mostly first gear, through this snotty mud we lead up to yet another serious obstacle where the river just dropped unbelievable amounts of debris.

























Had to fix the mirror that got nudged loose at the last fall.  Luckily no other damage.


 
lekker RR.
you must have been close to tears when you first saw that huge rock patch you had to cross...
 
Yet another watercrossing.  It was getting late and it was clear that we were going to have to ride in the dark.  I said to my son that there is no way that we are doing these watercrossings in the dark.  I started to prepare him for a night in the bush.  Luckily we had our tent etc. with us, but only a few energy bars and 2 litres of water for sustenance.



The landscape flattened out a bit which just meant that water was everywhere!



We had several more watercrossings, muddy sections etc. and we pushed on.  It was about 19:00 and I thought we must be near the exit of the reserve and thus also missed the Admin office somehow.





This picture was taken looking back:



 
Ganjora said:
lekker RR.
you must have been close to tears when you first saw that huge rock patch you had to cross...

Ons praat nie daaroor nie...
 
What an experience. All to often kids live adventure through thier play stations and the likes...you guys got up and did the real deal!!

Max respect.

"Subscribed..."
 
Looking at the photos, I also think "that must have been the worst", just to see what's on the next photo.
I am feeling nervous just looking at it!

WELL DONE! to you and your boy for pushing through... and capturing every moment!  :thumleft:
 
We finally arrived at some buildings which I thought must be close to the exit.  Being after 19:00 understandably there was nobody in attention at the office.  A teenager came cycling to us and told us that the man to talk to is up at the chalets.  I followed him there hoping to quickly get directions on the road to Koedoeskloof.  Upon stopping there, their first words:  "Waar kom julle nou vandaan?"  They thought we came from the Touwsrivier entrance and could barely believe it when I told them we came from Montagu.  These people have all been stuck in the reserve for a week already with several people having been flown out already by helicopter.  The one gentleman, Niel, made it clear that we are not leaving.  I was still in "get on with it"-mode and was asking about the road ahead.  "No way" was the response.  Apparently the water was waste deep at the next crossing and that kinda sealed it for me.  Secondly it became apparent that we are only halfway through the reserve, considering that it took us 5 hours to cover about 85 Km, I realised it was time to call it a day.  The first good call I made all day!

These people were so generous to us.  Marius (the park ranger) immediately fetched one of the chalet's keys for us, brought coffee, milk etc.  They offered us some food (boerewors and potjiekos!!!!).  We unpacked, showered and reflected on the day's events.  They were keen to see the pictures, since they tried to get through with the Land Cruiser earlier, but could only make it 18 Km out and then turned back.

Telling everyone about the trials of the day served as a good debriefing.  Martin and Niel were very assertive in telling me that I should not try to get out with my son on the back and that I should let my son fly out with the helicopter that was due to come and get all the rest of the women and children out the next day.  My son did not think twice and insisted with me to take the helicopter out.  Now I was not sure whether it was the tough trip or just the excitement of flying in a helicopter (hoping it was the latter) that made him so adamant.  I gave in, despite not being comfortable letting my son travel with unknown people.  

I discussed some options with the guys on how to get out, but there really was only one: Go back the way you came!  They told me that I could wait a couple of days if I wanted to, but I remembered checking the weather report before leaving and there was more rain coming.  I knew I had to track back and make it across all the same obstacles yet again.  I lie awake most of the night worrying about that cement section where I would have to get that fat pig up.







 
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