Saturday
Saturday morning I wake up just after 6 am and hurry to the restaurant to put my phone on the charger. The coffee smell halts my rush and I stop for a cup or 3, and then have half a breakfast, before eventually rushing off to get ready for the ride.
I fill my 3l water bladder with ice and top it up with water, probably the smartest thing I’ve ever done.
While I’m busy, Gary reintroduces himself, apologising for his pre-occupation the previous evening. He is a Scotsman working abroad, and only started adventure riding when he bought his KTM 1290 R in February. The most difficult ride he’s done so far was Gannaga Pass, Swartberg Pass and Seweweeks Poort - through and back - all in a marathon 10-hour day, without off-road training. He is not much taller than I am, and in my mind I dub him “Scottish Leader”.
Gary disappears for another smoke and phone call, and Keith and I finish our preparations. I suggest Keith add ice to his water bladder, but he declines. Gary throws a 1,5l bottle of water into his bag as an afterthought. We bring the bikes to the front just after 8am. Martin’s family, those who are awake, wave me off enthusiastically.
The morning is nice and cool due to a cold front approaching. I wait for Keith to add fuel, as we’d discussed, but when he doesn’t, I also leave it. We have similar fuel consumption; if he is confident he can make it, I probably will too. The loop we are riding from Oasis over Old Postal and R355 and Katbakkies back to Oasis is a doable 280km. This of course excludes the 67 km we’ve already ridden from Oppi-berg.
We finally get going around 9:00.
Mayday, mayday, we are syncing
What are you syncing?
Keith gives me the lead, and we’re off to Wupperthal. Sporadically we stop for photo/comfort breaks. At the first farm we ride through, we stop to check that the farmer is friendly and to pet the doggy.
Beam me up, Scotty!
The farmer is working in the field, looking busy, and doesn’t greet as we pass through.
After a small river crossing, we stop for a comfort break for the guys. It is really a beautiful day, with a cold front following us, and there is a fresh cooling breeze the whole time.
Apparently there is usually a friendly dog at that house as well, that comes running along to greet any and all stopped bikers, but it didn’t show up for us.