the_wes
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- Brackenfell, Cape Town
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- Harley Davidson (all models)
At long last, I have a gap (still at work though) so here's the ride report you've all been waiting for. it's long, so you'll understand why i only got round to it now :roll:
(Hermanator already posted a bit of it on the original thread, and, being so impressed by his writing skills, I thought the best way to report this ride, was to build on his post with a few comments of my own, and some pics)
But before we get to that, the route:
We headed out of Durbanville on the Vissershok road, turning right at that 4-way and taking that short bit of dirt at the end of it. Then we turned towards Malmesbury, getting there via Occultdale road. Once in Malmesbury we headed up past the traffic dept. and onto the dirt, all the way to Riebeeck Wes. After walking around the Olive festival a bit, we found our way to the pub and chilled for a while over a couple of cold ones. At this point Lihan and his better half parted ways with us, and we headed on, via dirt, to Tulbagh, where we grabbed lunch at the tree house bush pub (or something like that). (Unbeknownst to us, there was a massive bike rally going on in Tulbagh, it was filled to the brim with bikers. we seemed a little out of place at the pub, since the only leather i was wearing was on my gloves!). After that we headed back, via Bainskloof. We then stopped at that little restaurant just outside wellington for our afternoon tea, after which we headed back home. The scenery all the way was fantastic, and every time we sat and "kuier-ed" it was awesome, what great company. probably the highlight of my whole day was heading home, watching the guys peal off 1 by 1 as we got nearer to home and headed our seperate ways, a hoot and a wave signalling how much the company was appreciated, while a beautiful sunset formed. a little dramatic perhaps, but it proves just how quickly friends are made.
(side note: this is the first time i have EVER driven on Bainskloof pass. ever. car or bike. and considering my Dakar is the first proper bike I've ever owned, and i've only had it a short time, and i had the_wife on the back. well, let's just say it was interesting. in fact, i had no idea of how scary it was going to be, until i asked the guys "so is it like Franshoek pass?". "worse". "ok what about chapman's peak drive". "worse"."o no". Kudos to Mark and Hermanator, they dissapeared into the distance the second we hit the pass )
And now, Hermanator's poetic take on the day, with my commentry added in:
so true, i will ride with the dogs anyday!!
...and once, while following Mark on the dirt, I noticed him going of to the right in the distance, far away, heading 90 degrees away from the road i'm on, have i missed a turn? i looked ahead again, as the dust settled it revealed a sharp right!! aaaaargh, brake, brake, turn, turn.... i made it, phew!
And lastly, some pics. i didn't take many, but i'm sure the other guys have some to contribute as well:
the first short stretch of dirt:
filling up in malmesbury:
about to head out of malmesbury:
parking off in riebeeck wes:
"I say, you over there. Young man!" Herm too good to park with the rest of us i think it's the BMW suit:
my bike yesterday. starting to look like it should 8) :
lastly, and i almost forgot this one: so there we are, heading down a dirt road, casually cruising along (man i love the Dakar. I really do) when a small locust decides to kamikaze into my chin. serious. not onto the helmet, he curved, that little bugger. i swear he aimed for me. he dipped and then came up at the last minute, thwack! onto the skin of my chin. and as i wondered where he had gone to, suddenly there he was, inside my helmet, flapping frantically against the inside of my visor - needless to say i karked myself, here i am handling the bike with one hand, opening my visor with the other and trying to shoo him away, all the while the_wife merrily parking off on the back of the bike wondering why her hubby feels the need to do a rain dance with his left arm while riding the bike
that's it for me!! now get off my case and hassle the other guys for more pics!! :wink:
(Hermanator already posted a bit of it on the original thread, and, being so impressed by his writing skills, I thought the best way to report this ride, was to build on his post with a few comments of my own, and some pics)
But before we get to that, the route:
We headed out of Durbanville on the Vissershok road, turning right at that 4-way and taking that short bit of dirt at the end of it. Then we turned towards Malmesbury, getting there via Occultdale road. Once in Malmesbury we headed up past the traffic dept. and onto the dirt, all the way to Riebeeck Wes. After walking around the Olive festival a bit, we found our way to the pub and chilled for a while over a couple of cold ones. At this point Lihan and his better half parted ways with us, and we headed on, via dirt, to Tulbagh, where we grabbed lunch at the tree house bush pub (or something like that). (Unbeknownst to us, there was a massive bike rally going on in Tulbagh, it was filled to the brim with bikers. we seemed a little out of place at the pub, since the only leather i was wearing was on my gloves!). After that we headed back, via Bainskloof. We then stopped at that little restaurant just outside wellington for our afternoon tea, after which we headed back home. The scenery all the way was fantastic, and every time we sat and "kuier-ed" it was awesome, what great company. probably the highlight of my whole day was heading home, watching the guys peal off 1 by 1 as we got nearer to home and headed our seperate ways, a hoot and a wave signalling how much the company was appreciated, while a beautiful sunset formed. a little dramatic perhaps, but it proves just how quickly friends are made.
(side note: this is the first time i have EVER driven on Bainskloof pass. ever. car or bike. and considering my Dakar is the first proper bike I've ever owned, and i've only had it a short time, and i had the_wife on the back. well, let's just say it was interesting. in fact, i had no idea of how scary it was going to be, until i asked the guys "so is it like Franshoek pass?". "worse". "ok what about chapman's peak drive". "worse"."o no". Kudos to Mark and Hermanator, they dissapeared into the distance the second we hit the pass )
And now, Hermanator's poetic take on the day, with my commentry added in:
growweblaar, the_wes (+1), mountainboy, Lihan (+1) and Mark Hardy (-1 as poor EV was feeling a little under the weather)Hermanator said:In a car park, far far away, sat all the little boys and girls waiting for the day. There, on the tarmac, sat a couple of Dakar's, a 650GS, a stunning Tiger and the Katoom.
...after some serious espresso...Hermanator said:At 8,30ish, we gathered our stuff,
a standing joke. get it? standing! har har.Hermanator said:pointed out of the car park with the Katoom in the lead, we skirted the barriers, bet the attendants were in a huff. Stand aside I called, we're British don't you know!
and boy was it. enough to make my poepol as tight as a miggie's every now and again!Hermanator said:And soon we hit dirt, a short bit at first, but in a little while, the rear wheel was slithering with every little burst.
Hermanator said:Yes, we had finally reached the gravel, upon which smiles grew broader as pounding hearts grew louder.
See, these were the Noobies, the new disciples of dust, seeking adventure and experience with abundant lust.
We rode and we ate, we spoke and we laughed, but most of all, for me, I've made friends today, and that's just great!
so true, i will ride with the dogs anyday!!
man was that strom impressive! even if it was slightly confusing, what, with the rider wearing a BMW rally2 suit and allHermanator said:The Strom did me proud, while in company of a great crowd.
Hermanator said:The riders grew more confident, that one day in the future, they'll find Noobies to nurture.
Mark Hardy, a great man, led the trail , while all day reigning in his KTM. His generosity and patience made the day memorable for all riders, thanks Mark.
...and once, while following Mark on the dirt, I noticed him going of to the right in the distance, far away, heading 90 degrees away from the road i'm on, have i missed a turn? i looked ahead again, as the dust settled it revealed a sharp right!! aaaaargh, brake, brake, turn, turn.... i made it, phew!
me tooHermanator said:To all the riders today, thanks for the greatest time. I'm still grinning
And lastly, some pics. i didn't take many, but i'm sure the other guys have some to contribute as well:
the first short stretch of dirt:
filling up in malmesbury:
about to head out of malmesbury:
parking off in riebeeck wes:
"I say, you over there. Young man!" Herm too good to park with the rest of us i think it's the BMW suit:
my bike yesterday. starting to look like it should 8) :
lastly, and i almost forgot this one: so there we are, heading down a dirt road, casually cruising along (man i love the Dakar. I really do) when a small locust decides to kamikaze into my chin. serious. not onto the helmet, he curved, that little bugger. i swear he aimed for me. he dipped and then came up at the last minute, thwack! onto the skin of my chin. and as i wondered where he had gone to, suddenly there he was, inside my helmet, flapping frantically against the inside of my visor - needless to say i karked myself, here i am handling the bike with one hand, opening my visor with the other and trying to shoo him away, all the while the_wife merrily parking off on the back of the bike wondering why her hubby feels the need to do a rain dance with his left arm while riding the bike
that's it for me!! now get off my case and hassle the other guys for more pics!! :wink: