Day 3 Grunua to Solitaire
With my confidence shattered the previous day on that last piece of gravel, I was a little worried for the day ahead.
Today would mostly be gravel, from Grunua to Seeheim, Goageb, Betanie, Helmeringhausen, Maltahohe and then Bullsport.
We were also hoping to meet some of the Nam bash attendees on route.
The day started with excellent gravel highways and soon I was feeling comfy and the kilometres were ticking off.
Some scenery on route to Seeheim.
It was time for a break and just to take in the awesome scenery.
The road was still in a good condition, but I still felt a little uneasy around corners, something just did not feel right. Something I had to sort out before I get to the heavy stuff up north.
We stopped in Helmeringhausen for a welcome brekkie at a reasonable price.
We were refuelled and ready for the road. On the road towards Maltahohe we saw the two bikes and I immediately knew it was Heimer, I did however not know who the second biker was. Soon we were introduced to Moeder Yster. What a pleasant surprise to see a familiar face and to meet a new WD so far from home. We chatted as if there was no tomorrow. Moeder Yster, it was a real pleasure to meet such a pleasant and friendly person like you, we hope to see soon.
All good stuff must come to an end and it was time to say good bye. Safe travel fellow dogs.
Another rest on route towards Bullspoort.
Heimer told us about a place where they camped the previous night, so we were heading in that direction, and low and behold, as we came around a corner we saw this red bike standing next to the road, and once again I knew immediately knew the owner, Road Hog. I could gather from previous post on the Nam bash thread that he would be travelling on the same day in the opposite direction as what we were.
He was on his way to the bash and was heading for Helmeringhausen for the night, but the little XR was giving him problems, so we decided to go to Solitaire and from there he would make other plans.
Bullspoort were we would have stayed for the night, but plans changed and we had a fellow dog to help.
The XR was running but you could clearly hear her misfiring.
We reached Solitaire without further hiccups.
Road Hog phoned his wife to bring his African Twin through from Walvisbay, some 200km away, leave the AT with him so that he can attend the Nam bash with it, and his wife would go back to Walvisbay the following morning with the XR. Instead his friend volunteered to bring his AT to Solitaire. In the mean time we had a nice cold one, chatted like old friends and pitched camp.
While we waited for Road Hog’s friend, we started the braai.
Road Hog’s friend, Robert (but he told me he is Roberto) and his lovely wife Margaret arrived with the AT, we offloaded the Twin en reloaded the XR.
After the loading they had a grub with us and we chatted for a while. They went back to Walvisbay that same night. What true friends they are. We kept contact with them throughout our whole Nam trip. Another story that I will tell later.
After they left we still chatted for a while and Johan, (Road Hog) had a shower and we called it a night.
Before we went to bed, my wife washed the dishes. Now so many people always asked me if the kitchen sink is also packed on the S10, here is the proof that it is also packed. Once folded it fits in the little pouch.