The night at my friends place we farmed, we talked old war stories, hunting stories, pistol shooting stories and ate the best Kudu steaks I have eaten in my life. :thumleft:
Tuesday morning it was time to turn home. About 2000 + kms. for me. We walked the farmyard first and we both wanted to see the 12 000 ha farm and the game breeding camp but time was against us. It just gives me more reason to go again.
This old water tank was changed into a underground bunker with shooting tower on top for the women of the household to go hide in when the men were out on patrols in the borderwar. Not very far from the homestead was the nearest battle. Generator room was part of it. Note the sloped cement underground corridor from the right coming from the house.
This is inside the corridor.
From within the bunker towards the corridor. Note just outside of the door they had made a petrol trap. So if someone poured petrol down the corridor it would go into the trap and not under the door into the bunker.
The stairs to the shooting bunker. At the time of the war some army officials came and looked at their bunker and said it would be easy to shoot from below at someone up in the bunker. My friend said lets have a go and they did with paintball guns. They shot the army guys "pimpel and pers" from up top!!! :lol8:
Barns galore and a airstrip for his microlight that he uses to check on stock theft.
His father was a ironworker and made his own horseshoes. All the tools are still there and in good shape ready to be used. Very sad thing is a big grinder blade broke off while using the grinder and went into his head. He spent his last 22 years of his life in a wheelchair not being able to walk or talk. This was a man that was called the horse whisperer of Namibia he was that good with horses.
Fifty oxen to be loaded that afternoon for the slaughter house. Beautiful animals. :thumleft:
It was time to say goodbey and hit the long road home. It was good to visit this family and I hope to do so again one day. :thumleft:
Stops along the road again became regular and we always had something to talk about. Now JJR has a thing about walking sticks and to be able to cut one from a tree is even better. Well we had no time to do so on this trip BUT my friend had a whole bunch of sticks that an old farm worker made and then sold. Well JJR could pick one and take it home :thumleft: Interesting thing is they are made from a Roseintjiebos and they never have strait branches. Always bent and crooked. Well the worker would make a fire on sand and then stick the branch in the hot sand and after a while pull it out and then straiten it bit by bit by hand. Needless to say JJR was pretty chuffed with his present. :thumleft:
I took the wrong turn into Windhoek to get fuel and then had to go into town all the way. Something I did not want to do as I hate Windhoek traffic :eek7: Whilst filling up someone developed a "lus" for ROAK a raw german mince meat and we drove all over town to get to this shop to get some and then I was given strict orders to stop outside Windhoek at the very first possible place we could chow!!
A bretchen and roak, would I buy it? Nope but it was not awfull or like they say in the cooking programs "an acquired taste" JRR ate his and then mine later that evening. :drif:
We decided Lake Oanob would be the place to stay for the night. A bunch of these killers nearly killed us a reception!!! :lol8:
I have been here before and if I had a small boat would stay for a week. :thumleft:
At the restuarant.
Always an animal that fancies me!! :thumleft:
Our place had a loft we could sleep in.
That face says "waag dit net om te snork"!!! :lol8:
This little girl was waiting for us the next morning :thumleft: She ate a whole tin of my last tinned food while I was making coffee.
I was not looking forward to the day which turned out to be 740 kms back to the Orange river but it had to be done.
Mount Brukkarus in the background.
Getting some biltong and droëwors just outside of Keetmanshoop.
Shortly after I was caught for speeding at a massive 128 km/h but managed to talk myself out of it. :biggrin: Other reports by a certain bystander claims I had "lied" myself out of it :deal: > Whichever way I saved a R1000!! :thumleft:
Then as we left a certain bystander tells the cop he is now going to take the lead and HE will make sure I do not exceed the speed limit. To keep up I saw 150 at some times which was a good thing cause darkness caught us anyway :lol8:
We got ourselves a room at Oewerbos not wanting to pitch tents in the dark and ate one of the if not the best pizza I have ever had in my life that night. :drif: :deal:
We both slept like logs and the next morning promptly got a bed partner!!! :imaposer: :lol8:
I liked Oewerbos and will be back. :thumleft:
Our little room for the night. Liked it a lot. :thumleft:
Getting back to the N7 and the long haul back to Porterville.
The walking stick made it over the border and safely home.
We turned in at Bowesdorp just before Kammieskroon to look at some old cars. The owner was there on holiday and we stayed for a good chat.
Had a bit to eat before getting back on the N7 again.
At Garies we stopped for fuel and two NEW YORK, PARIS, GARIES T shirts for the girls at home. :thumleft: Nice curio shop there.
In Bitterfontein we stopped to look at another old car. I noticed in the shop they were selling neck braces, SDan would love this model I thought > :deal:
Late afternoon we stopped safely at JJR's farm and had a great evening of eating and telling stories of our trip. A first but as I was told as we stopped by JJR not to be the last. :thumleft: :deal:
The next morning I left for home.
400+ kilos later I pulled into my favourite driveway :thumleft:
The trip was +- 4200 kms and i was not physically up to it as my riding on dirt showed. Getting on and off the bike was a battle BUT it did my head wonders :thumleft:
JJR thank you for all your help, friendship and chats along the way. :thumleft:
Amanda thank you for uploading all these pics and looking after our home and business while I was away. :thumleft:
Thank you for reading. :thumleft:
Tuesday morning it was time to turn home. About 2000 + kms. for me. We walked the farmyard first and we both wanted to see the 12 000 ha farm and the game breeding camp but time was against us. It just gives me more reason to go again.
This old water tank was changed into a underground bunker with shooting tower on top for the women of the household to go hide in when the men were out on patrols in the borderwar. Not very far from the homestead was the nearest battle. Generator room was part of it. Note the sloped cement underground corridor from the right coming from the house.
This is inside the corridor.
From within the bunker towards the corridor. Note just outside of the door they had made a petrol trap. So if someone poured petrol down the corridor it would go into the trap and not under the door into the bunker.
The stairs to the shooting bunker. At the time of the war some army officials came and looked at their bunker and said it would be easy to shoot from below at someone up in the bunker. My friend said lets have a go and they did with paintball guns. They shot the army guys "pimpel and pers" from up top!!! :lol8:
Barns galore and a airstrip for his microlight that he uses to check on stock theft.
His father was a ironworker and made his own horseshoes. All the tools are still there and in good shape ready to be used. Very sad thing is a big grinder blade broke off while using the grinder and went into his head. He spent his last 22 years of his life in a wheelchair not being able to walk or talk.
This was a man that was called the horse whisperer of Namibia he was that good with horses.
Fifty oxen to be loaded that afternoon for the slaughter house. Beautiful animals. :thumleft:
It was time to say goodbey and hit the long road home. It was good to visit this family and I hope to do so again one day. :thumleft:
Stops along the road again became regular and we always had something to talk about. Now JJR has a thing about walking sticks and to be able to cut one from a tree is even better. Well we had no time to do so on this trip BUT my friend had a whole bunch of sticks that an old farm worker made and then sold. Well JJR could pick one and take it home :thumleft: Interesting thing is they are made from a Roseintjiebos and they never have strait branches. Always bent and crooked. Well the worker would make a fire on sand and then stick the branch in the hot sand and after a while pull it out and then straiten it bit by bit by hand. Needless to say JJR was pretty chuffed with his present. :thumleft:
I took the wrong turn into Windhoek to get fuel and then had to go into town all the way. Something I did not want to do as I hate Windhoek traffic :eek7: Whilst filling up someone developed a "lus" for ROAK a raw german mince meat and we drove all over town to get to this shop to get some and then I was given strict orders to stop outside Windhoek at the very first possible place we could chow!!
A bretchen and roak, would I buy it? Nope but it was not awfull or like they say in the cooking programs "an acquired taste"
JRR ate his and then mine later that evening. :drif:
We decided Lake Oanob would be the place to stay for the night. A bunch of these killers nearly killed us a reception!!! :lol8:
I have been here before and if I had a small boat would stay for a week. :thumleft:
At the restuarant.
Always an animal that fancies me!! :thumleft:
Our place had a loft we could sleep in.
That face says "waag dit net om te snork"!!! :lol8:
This little girl was waiting for us the next morning :thumleft: She ate a whole tin of my last tinned food while I was making coffee.
I was not looking forward to the day which turned out to be 740 kms back to the Orange river but it had to be done.
Mount Brukkarus in the background.
Getting some biltong and droëwors just outside of Keetmanshoop.
Shortly after I was caught for speeding at a massive 128 km/h but managed to talk myself out of it. :biggrin: Other reports by a certain bystander claims I had "lied" myself out of it :deal: >
Whichever way I saved a R1000!! :thumleft:Then as we left a certain bystander tells the cop he is now going to take the lead and HE will make sure I do not exceed the speed limit. To keep up I saw 150 at some times which was a good thing cause darkness caught us anyway :lol8:
We got ourselves a room at Oewerbos not wanting to pitch tents in the dark and ate one of the if not the best pizza I have ever had in my life that night. :drif: :deal:
We both slept like logs and the next morning promptly got a bed partner!!! :imaposer: :lol8:
I liked Oewerbos and will be back. :thumleft:
Our little room for the night. Liked it a lot. :thumleft:
Getting back to the N7 and the long haul back to Porterville.
The walking stick made it over the border and safely home.
We turned in at Bowesdorp just before Kammieskroon to look at some old cars. The owner was there on holiday and we stayed for a good chat.
Had a bit to eat before getting back on the N7 again.
At Garies we stopped for fuel and two NEW YORK, PARIS, GARIES T shirts for the girls at home. :thumleft: Nice curio shop there.
In Bitterfontein we stopped to look at another old car. I noticed in the shop they were selling neck braces, SDan would love this model I thought >
:deal:
Late afternoon we stopped safely at JJR's farm and had a great evening of eating and telling stories of our trip. A first but as I was told as we stopped by JJR not to be the last. :thumleft: :deal:
The next morning I left for home.
400+ kilos later I pulled into my favourite driveway :thumleft:
The trip was +- 4200 kms and i was not physically up to it as my riding on dirt showed. Getting on and off the bike was a battle BUT it did my head wonders :thumleft:
JJR thank you for all your help, friendship and chats along the way. :thumleft:
Amanda thank you for uploading all these pics and looking after our home and business while I was away. :thumleft:
Thank you for reading. :thumleft:
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