Michiel
Race Dog
- Joined
- Jul 4, 2008
- Messages
- 1,519
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- Location
- Bloemfontein, Vrystaat
- Bike
- Kawasaki KLR 650
I had a dream. An idea.
Each year there is a well known gathering and outride to go look at some yellow flowers
near Caledon. The riders donate pieces of silver to the church and for that get to ride good flat
gravel roads through beautiful countryside. I went once and it was great fun.
The dream I had latched onto the same idea but instead of tiny softly yellow flowers the riders will
go to look at big hardy red and brown flowers. Instead of high speed flat gravel roads the riders will
ascend a mountain on a slow going trail. This will be the Protea Run!
The start.
The lead up.
Some steep climbs up the foothills.
A rest point to study the vegetation.
Bike maintenance.
The mid-way coffee and snacks point.
Now we are in Protea territory. These flowers are pretty but rather stay away as they will wipe you
right off your bike.
The climb to the upper reaches.
The top!
The view!
Rock formations.
The Proteas!
Some DS machines.
What goes up must come down again.
And up again...
Each year there is a well known gathering and outride to go look at some yellow flowers
near Caledon. The riders donate pieces of silver to the church and for that get to ride good flat
gravel roads through beautiful countryside. I went once and it was great fun.
The dream I had latched onto the same idea but instead of tiny softly yellow flowers the riders will
go to look at big hardy red and brown flowers. Instead of high speed flat gravel roads the riders will
ascend a mountain on a slow going trail. This will be the Protea Run!
The start.
The lead up.
Some steep climbs up the foothills.
A rest point to study the vegetation.
Bike maintenance.
The mid-way coffee and snacks point.
Now we are in Protea territory. These flowers are pretty but rather stay away as they will wipe you
right off your bike.
The climb to the upper reaches.
The top!
The view!
Rock formations.
The Proteas!
Some DS machines.
What goes up must come down again.
And up again...