Day 18: Springbok to Kuruman
The trip was basically done, and with my broken head unit I was really not looking forward to the last bit. With 'bit' I mean near on 1500km left...
I managed to secure the head unit well with the cable ties but it did spell the end of any gravel on the way home. A pity as I would have liked to try and make a turn at Verneukpan.
Anyhow, we rode to Pofadder and had lunch there. I liked this town, it was more than I thought it will be. And when you consider that it still isnt much it means my opinion was a bit low... :biggrin: We stopped for petrol and asked the attendant where we can get some coffee. He showed us to the Coffee shop next to the petrol station as shown in the picture. This place was flippen cool. The food wasnt much but at the back of the shop there was someones collections. I think this guy must have issues... he collected some random stuff there! cars and glasses and typewriters and so on. Weird and fun to see. Worthy of a look-see.
Next stop was Upington where I had some family. We had a brilliant big boerekos meal and stayed over a bit for most of the heat to pass. Then we had to get going again...but first i tried to get hold of Pepe. He has invited me to stay over more than once so i really would have liked to have met this friendly dog and had a coffee at another dogs (Pumba) coffee shop (also on his suggestion). Well, no answer on the phone and we decided to go, but just as a final look see we went pass the coffee shop and saw an HP2 outside. so I had to stop and in the end met Pumba. Also very friendly guy which also quickly made a call and managed to tell me what it will cost to fix my head unit.
Well of to Kuruman then. For the first time I really got a dislike in tar. It was just so boring and never-ending. Before this day I have never had a problem with tar but it just changed. My wife agreed. The tar is to boring, there is nothing to focus on. It just got no end.
Well, we stayed over in Kuruman at my father where it was nice to relax and feel at home again. He just laughed at the mass of cable ties on the bike...
The next day was again un-eventfull to Thabazimbi where I stripped the bike to determine what was due for fixing.
Basically the headunit mounting framework plus an indicator which had it wires ripped clean off (picture). Since then the head unit is fixed but not the indicator. Was sad to see my bike headless!
One more update due from me on this RR, a summary