I think it is fair to say and we can all agree that the ride report from JHB to Beitbridge is one that I can skip, it is basically a few hundred kilos of crappy tar roads and enough tolls to make you really look forward to getting the day behind you. It was R30 here, R40 there, R18 here, R44 there.. fark, it must have been something like R300 in tolls just to get out of the country. I can't believe they still think they can get away with E tolls.. I now fully understand why the okes are complaining and protesting..
Beitbridge is everything everyone has made it out to be, I read a few other RR's from okes who have done Zim and so I had pretty much mentally prepared myself for a long, frustrating wait. We were a bit ambitions to do such a long 1st day with the chaos that is the border crossing but we were keen to get everything out the way so that the next day we had a straight off start into Zim.
Lets get something clear about Beitbridge, you are going to shit yourself if you are not used to heat, the average temp year round in that place is 30 degrees, I think by the time we got there it was easily 35 degrees, my bike had been overheating the whole day in the heat, to the point where I even pulled over to a local store and bought some coolant just incase I had to flush my cooling system. my bike usually runs at 74 - 77 but leading up to the border it was running at 85 - 90 degrees.. way hotter than I like.
Martin and I were approached by some runners pretty quickly, you get the impression these are not just run of the mill opportunistic helpers, these okes are more than that, they are organised, slick and connected. I was happy to just hit the queues but Martin was keen to get it over and done with so he paid some guys to jump the queue, it cost, but we were out of there in a few hours.. some guys had been standing there 7 hours already.. little do they know it is okes like us who pay to get in front that is causing his delay, I feel bad that the system is run like this, I am uncomfortable with people just shrugging and saying it is the African way.. it doesn't have to be... we got our forms stamped, boxes ticked and by nightfall we were out of there.. you heard right, the sun was freaking down already, we had been riding since early morning and we still had about 80km to go till we hit our overnight stop.. it was at times like this that the GPS came in handy.. oh, I forgot to mention, this was my 1st long trip with a GPS. Usually we just wing it and take a map, but this time I wanted to try using the GPS.. it was already AWESOME.. waypoint was plugged in and off we went into the dark to find it.. lekker ( except for the freaking cows on the road at night.. not so lekker.