JACOVV
Race Dog
The last few years I do my best to go on a trip somewhere during the year, but I always have to wait for the auditors to finish my part of the work, which is normally the middle of August or early September. December is booked for a visit to the kids Down Under every second year and a trip with Ou Bees the alternative year – doing the back roads with the car. Two years ago I was planning to go to Namibia, but I had to cancel due to family issues, but that is how life is and I have no regrets.
Without explaining to much, my trips are normal stuff (what is normal), and a lot of you have been on these roads. I believe that you can be happy on your bike, doesn’t matter where you are or where you ride – tar / gravel / mountains……
OK – let me start……
Auditors signed off and leave forms was signed. Mine by our financial director and the other guys’ forms were signed off by their wives.
eepwall:
Am I the only one that still works?
Day 1 would be from East London to King, all tar – skip the compulsory breakfast at the Wimpy in King and aim for Grahamstown. As we entered KWT, we saw “Die Arende” on their way to somewhere (kannie meer onthou nie Louis - sorry) to get some stuff for their daughter’s wedding. After a chat, change of clothes as it became hotter than in East London, we were on the road again.
Just after Dimbaza we smelled the first gravel road and joined the Debe Nek bypass road that runs towards Grahamstown. Ed arranged with his bother that he will give him a miscall once we leave Grahamstown. Alon on the other side saw a whatsup message “leaving in 10 minutes” and he jumped on his bike and went faster than lightning to the meeting point that was at the crossing of the N10 and the R400. That was about 10 in the morning and we only got to him at about 1 that afternoon. Needless to say – he was well rested as he slept in the shade the whole morning.
From there we followed the R400 for our 1st night’s rest at the well-known Royal Hotel in Steytlerville.
My partners in crime are:
David – travels a lot with me
Ed – also known as Areena on the forum
Alon – Ed’s brother from PE
It is very dry and after about 60 km’s this is the first water we saw. Met a local black farmer who had a chat to us and he explained their worries about the drought and how they battle to get water.
The road ahead – dusty, dry, hot, but we are blessed. We can do what we like to do.
This bull was on a mission, but we let him go………..
The bridge at the Fish River.
The sign says it all
The meeting place with the N10 in the background.
Waiting for Alon and David – Alon had a puncture and it was HOT
I am not a politician but I cannot think for how long that would be still “legal”. Personally I don’t have a problem with the flags painted on the rocks – just thinking…..
The bridge at Steytlerville.
Think I have more than 100 pictures of me and the sign
Nothing as good as a cold on after an hard day at work
And now it is bed time………..
Day 2 to follow.
Without explaining to much, my trips are normal stuff (what is normal), and a lot of you have been on these roads. I believe that you can be happy on your bike, doesn’t matter where you are or where you ride – tar / gravel / mountains……
OK – let me start……
Auditors signed off and leave forms was signed. Mine by our financial director and the other guys’ forms were signed off by their wives.
eepwall: Am I the only one that still works?Day 1 would be from East London to King, all tar – skip the compulsory breakfast at the Wimpy in King and aim for Grahamstown. As we entered KWT, we saw “Die Arende” on their way to somewhere (kannie meer onthou nie Louis - sorry) to get some stuff for their daughter’s wedding. After a chat, change of clothes as it became hotter than in East London, we were on the road again.
Just after Dimbaza we smelled the first gravel road and joined the Debe Nek bypass road that runs towards Grahamstown. Ed arranged with his bother that he will give him a miscall once we leave Grahamstown. Alon on the other side saw a whatsup message “leaving in 10 minutes” and he jumped on his bike and went faster than lightning to the meeting point that was at the crossing of the N10 and the R400. That was about 10 in the morning and we only got to him at about 1 that afternoon. Needless to say – he was well rested as he slept in the shade the whole morning.
From there we followed the R400 for our 1st night’s rest at the well-known Royal Hotel in Steytlerville.
My partners in crime are:
David – travels a lot with me
Ed – also known as Areena on the forum
Alon – Ed’s brother from PE
It is very dry and after about 60 km’s this is the first water we saw. Met a local black farmer who had a chat to us and he explained their worries about the drought and how they battle to get water.
The road ahead – dusty, dry, hot, but we are blessed. We can do what we like to do.
This bull was on a mission, but we let him go………..
The bridge at the Fish River.
The sign says it all
The meeting place with the N10 in the background.
Waiting for Alon and David – Alon had a puncture and it was HOT
I am not a politician but I cannot think for how long that would be still “legal”. Personally I don’t have a problem with the flags painted on the rocks – just thinking…..
The bridge at Steytlerville.
Think I have more than 100 pictures of me and the sign
Nothing as good as a cold on after an hard day at work
And now it is bed time………..
Day 2 to follow.
