fixit
Race Dog
Planning, thinking, waiting and counting the days down one by one to do a trip with wives came and went so fast, Iâ??m already thinking about the next one. :drif:
I decided it was time to take Mrs Fixit on a lekker long ride around the Cape, so together with the Gotcharator and Mrs G we left PE, heading in the general direction of Prince Albert as a first night stop.
It was freezing cold in PE with a bit of rain just to get us in the mood for riding.
Of course, for those that know the Gotcharator, no matter where you go, it feels like a race,â?¦.. and he always wins. So we were the dust-suckers for the rest of the trip.
First stop Steytleville and then a bit of a detour on some real rough piece of dirt (past Kevinsâ?? farm). Donâ??t know who Kevin is, but anyway G assured me we were on the right road. Of course I knew I was being conned as usual. Just bit on my back teeth and hung in there. Took some getting used to with a pillion on rough stuff.
Soon after G got his own back with a nice hole in the back tire once we got back on the gravel highway. (the wheel turns boet!â?¦..) :biggrin:
The next stop was Willowmore. Usual T-boner at the Royal.
From there it was off to Klaarstroom and then a quick flip through Meiringspoort just to get the adrenalin going.
Had a bit of a moment there with the big GS all over in my mirrors trying to put pressure on me�� ran a bit wide on one tight corner. Of course I got punched in the ribs a few times. Nothing unusual. ;D
Through De Rust and hit the turn off to the Oude Maragie. This was an interesting road!
Still freezing cold, we stopped for a quick mocca and some wiskey at the Rustenvrede waterfall.
Check out those cool â??Vukaâ? rain suits! :ricky:
Then onto the Swartberg pass. Whoopee! Farking cold man! Even had a few snowflakes falling.
Check how frozen the grass was!
Stayed over at some self catering duck farm where Mrs G, being the good negotiator she is, managed to get us bedded for 100 ronts each. Bargain!
We got some chunks of steak from the local shop which G, being the professional biker he is, grilled over a fire made entirely from twigs and two huge fence poles he got from somewhereâ?¦.donâ??t ask?
Check this weird goose we found there. Looks like someone had sewn his wings on upside down...duh? :imaposer:
Next morning up bright and early for the next leg. Back over the Swartberg�.brrrrrr��
And then onto Calitzdorp.
On the road to Calitz.
From there it was onto the Rooiberg pass heading for Vanwyksdorp.
Cousin G in the pass having a look at the praying spot, where you supposed to place a rock after youâ??ve prayed.
eepwall:
Picnic spot on Rooiberg
From there we went on down to Heidelberg and then cross over the pont at Malgas.
Gravel highways of the Western Cape! Man you can fly on them! :ricky:
Really a nice spot. Malagas Pont.
The excitement was growing. We were planning on meeting up with our friends, Mr & Mrs Fidel from CPT at a farm near Ouplaas.
Course we got lost and with a bit of frustration creeping in I made a bit of an oops going up a hill. Giving a bit too much throttle with a top box loaded to the hilt with booze and meet. The bike jumped up into the wheelie stance, causing me to get the usual punch in the ribs again. Sorry Doll! Promise I wonâ??t do that again.
Op die plaas!
G up to his antics again!
Next morning we took a gravel cruise down to Agulhas for the day.
The manne!
To be continued��. The long way home.
I decided it was time to take Mrs Fixit on a lekker long ride around the Cape, so together with the Gotcharator and Mrs G we left PE, heading in the general direction of Prince Albert as a first night stop.
It was freezing cold in PE with a bit of rain just to get us in the mood for riding.
Of course, for those that know the Gotcharator, no matter where you go, it feels like a race,â?¦.. and he always wins. So we were the dust-suckers for the rest of the trip.
First stop Steytleville and then a bit of a detour on some real rough piece of dirt (past Kevinsâ?? farm). Donâ??t know who Kevin is, but anyway G assured me we were on the right road. Of course I knew I was being conned as usual. Just bit on my back teeth and hung in there. Took some getting used to with a pillion on rough stuff.
Soon after G got his own back with a nice hole in the back tire once we got back on the gravel highway. (the wheel turns boet!â?¦..) :biggrin:
The next stop was Willowmore. Usual T-boner at the Royal.
From there it was off to Klaarstroom and then a quick flip through Meiringspoort just to get the adrenalin going.
Had a bit of a moment there with the big GS all over in my mirrors trying to put pressure on me�� ran a bit wide on one tight corner. Of course I got punched in the ribs a few times. Nothing unusual. ;D
Through De Rust and hit the turn off to the Oude Maragie. This was an interesting road!
Still freezing cold, we stopped for a quick mocca and some wiskey at the Rustenvrede waterfall.
Check out those cool â??Vukaâ? rain suits! :ricky:
Then onto the Swartberg pass. Whoopee! Farking cold man! Even had a few snowflakes falling.
Check how frozen the grass was!
Stayed over at some self catering duck farm where Mrs G, being the good negotiator she is, managed to get us bedded for 100 ronts each. Bargain!
We got some chunks of steak from the local shop which G, being the professional biker he is, grilled over a fire made entirely from twigs and two huge fence poles he got from somewhereâ?¦.donâ??t ask?
Check this weird goose we found there. Looks like someone had sewn his wings on upside down...duh? :imaposer:
Next morning up bright and early for the next leg. Back over the Swartberg�.brrrrrr��
And then onto Calitzdorp.
On the road to Calitz.
From there it was onto the Rooiberg pass heading for Vanwyksdorp.
Cousin G in the pass having a look at the praying spot, where you supposed to place a rock after youâ??ve prayed.
eepwall:
Picnic spot on Rooiberg
From there we went on down to Heidelberg and then cross over the pont at Malgas.
Gravel highways of the Western Cape! Man you can fly on them! :ricky:
Really a nice spot. Malagas Pont.
The excitement was growing. We were planning on meeting up with our friends, Mr & Mrs Fidel from CPT at a farm near Ouplaas.
Course we got lost and with a bit of frustration creeping in I made a bit of an oops going up a hill. Giving a bit too much throttle with a top box loaded to the hilt with booze and meet. The bike jumped up into the wheelie stance, causing me to get the usual punch in the ribs again. Sorry Doll! Promise I wonâ??t do that again.
Op die plaas!
G up to his antics again!
Next morning we took a gravel cruise down to Agulhas for the day.
The manne!
To be continued��. The long way home.
