Those long straight roads (interspersed with some hectic corrugations here and there) eventually brought us into VanWyksVlei which is apparently the driest place in South Africa.
Although considering how poep-dronk most of the locals were (this well before lunch) , one has to wonder :-\
Essential stop in any case ... we needed coffee and the girls needed a shuzz. Thanks to The Nav, coffee was brewed inside the local Cafe and while there he got chatting to the local cherrie on the till (and one or 6 other people) who mentioned we just had to visit the dam outside town that had been hand-built by convicts way back when. Was definitely worth a bit of a detour
Sad news here was that the back suspension of the GS of Jorg and Lilly had conked out (must've been those corrugations), so they were going to take the "easy" route through to Carnarvon and would meet us there. So it was just the 4 KLR's ... Ang, Dave(TheNav), Baksteen and myself who took the right turn towards Brandvlei just after the dam while the GS continued on straight to Carnarvon
The dirt from that T-junction to where the road joins up with the R63 into Carnarvon has got to be one of the best bits of dirt freeway I have ever ridden. Long straights to the horizon ... twisties through some rocky passes ... and not a cage in site. I swear the first car I saw for the day was when we eventually rode the last 20kays on tar into Carnarvon
There is just nothing like the wide open big sky country of the Karroo
Once again an epic section of road winding through the "Tafel Berge" which eventually spat us out at this intersection
Where my buddy once again had to take a quick 5 minutes of personal time in a bush . This strange situation ensued when ang spotted a large piece of the local topiary protruding from Baksteen's posterior ... oke couldn't ride like that so Ang and The Nav were forced to carry out a bit of surgery with a leatherman
TheNav" OMG Ang ... are you sure you know what you are doing? ... that looks seriously ... well ... serious "
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Shot Dave for suggesting we take that detour :thumleft:
And then we were at our spot in Carnarvon
Took a walk into town and had dinner at the restaurant with the same name, got home and shot the breeze on the couch for an hour or 2 and then we hit the sack for a pretty early night. Next day was going to be a long one for Baksteen and I so I was quite grateful
Slept like the dead