...so after packing our bikes in the mid-morning heat we left Eagle Falls and set of on the Kammanassie road towards George.
We rode through Paardepoort and Herold towards the green forests of the Southern Cape. The rest of the day would be a scenic ride (well, except maybe for the last bit
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I was riding behind EttienneNXR and as we approached the top of Montagu Pass from the Herold side we went around a corner... well, I did. Ettienne made a dust explosion and I had the fright of my life! He went down at what must have been close to 60km/h. As I approached he was already up and picking up his bike. Phew!
Luckily young bodies don't break so easily.
Of course we had to record the event
We regrouped at Amanda's Grave overlooking the Southern Cape on a perfect day.
Photo's at all the usual spots before riding into George for supplies for Night 3.
For the 3rd night I had something special planned. We would camp out in the wild in an indigenous forest. Our farm is right up against the mountain and has a section of indigenous forest, as do most neighboring farms. These farms border onto the forestry area where I sometimes ride (permits needed). I much prefer indigenous forest to plantations though (obviously). I found the perfect spot on a neighboring farm and arranged that we could take a short ride from our farm, through the plantation, to that farm and camp for the night.
On our farm we met up with Asterix (my son) on a CRF70 who would join us for the last section of our ride.
Leading the group through these magical places I took it slowly with lots of photo stops. Who know when / if we would be allowed here again.
While in town I told everybody to have at least one cold beer handy (cooldrinks for Asterix and EttienneNXR). This was why. In my travels searching for the perfect camping spot I happened on this waterfall and pool. It's a little off the road and secluded and I dubbed it "Sit and be Lazy".
This is a magical spot. A perfect spot to stop, relax and just take in your surroundings.
Relaxed and rested we continued to our spot for the night. In keeping with the theme of the weekend there was a steep rocky decent to get there
Asterix went first and negotiated the downhill successfully.
Some other's fell over, but by now we had stopped counting the falls.
And when everybody were down at the spot for the night we could start relaxing
I made it!
While preparing for this trip I brought a braai and some braai wood to this spot so we were sorted. The braai and wood were the only luxuries at this spot. We literally camped out in the open (or in the river as it turned out).
Asterix and I decided not to pitch our tent and just sleep under the stars, as did Operator and EttienneNXR.
Well, he didn't sleep on that high rock. He slept on the level rock where we sat when we braai'd.
After the last braai and discussion about all the amazing places we've been we turned in. We went to sleep under the stars with the fireflies playing all around us. What could be better than this?