Splash
Race Dog
Fortunate to have the company of five riders for an off road adventure to Sun City on a 400km Sunday breakfast run. Nothing compares to the pleasure of riding a dual sport bike on dirt roads. Breakfast only the excuse.
We set off early, being spring, still a nip in the air. Dust was unfortunately excessive. Spring rains have not arrived yet. The small group made keeping everyone together an easy task. At turns, practically no waiting. Dust brown became the dominant colour scheme of bike and rider. Better than mud.
Riding in dust made rocks in the road difficult to spot and sections were mined with lurkers. Managed to miss most of them. Takes concentration to look far enough ahead and still see around obstacles. My subconscious mind must be helping me.
Entered Sun City free with breakfast at Cabanas. Already knew what I was going to have and it is all good and I am never hungry enough to enjoy it all. They do go out of their way to make bikers welcome. Takes one by surprise and crowns a glorious ride. Have you ever been asked to make use of a coat room? Not often in my life. The company and discussion were just as good. What the guests must have thought as we walked in looking like we had just crossed the Sahara. Hopefully not smelling like we had done it on a camel. Tempting to enjoy the sights at the pool deck but we had a schedule to keep.
Before Koster, we had the pleasure of a brilliantly designed dirt road. I could not help myself but ride flat out. The corners sweeping, downhills inviting and uphills conquerable. My apology for riding like a hooligan. It was the treasure of the ride.
Fuel became an issue at the end. I was not the only one on reserve. The light went on just before 200km. Found a garage on my GPS which was not far of the route. Surprisingly, it was closed. So off to the next one. All made it. I had 2 litres left. The fast riding did use more fuel than anticipated.
Without incident, including puntures, the ride ended at 2:00pm. Not a bad day’s outing. Thanks.
We set off early, being spring, still a nip in the air. Dust was unfortunately excessive. Spring rains have not arrived yet. The small group made keeping everyone together an easy task. At turns, practically no waiting. Dust brown became the dominant colour scheme of bike and rider. Better than mud.
Riding in dust made rocks in the road difficult to spot and sections were mined with lurkers. Managed to miss most of them. Takes concentration to look far enough ahead and still see around obstacles. My subconscious mind must be helping me.
Entered Sun City free with breakfast at Cabanas. Already knew what I was going to have and it is all good and I am never hungry enough to enjoy it all. They do go out of their way to make bikers welcome. Takes one by surprise and crowns a glorious ride. Have you ever been asked to make use of a coat room? Not often in my life. The company and discussion were just as good. What the guests must have thought as we walked in looking like we had just crossed the Sahara. Hopefully not smelling like we had done it on a camel. Tempting to enjoy the sights at the pool deck but we had a schedule to keep.
Before Koster, we had the pleasure of a brilliantly designed dirt road. I could not help myself but ride flat out. The corners sweeping, downhills inviting and uphills conquerable. My apology for riding like a hooligan. It was the treasure of the ride.
Fuel became an issue at the end. I was not the only one on reserve. The light went on just before 200km. Found a garage on my GPS which was not far of the route. Surprisingly, it was closed. So off to the next one. All made it. I had 2 litres left. The fast riding did use more fuel than anticipated.
Without incident, including puntures, the ride ended at 2:00pm. Not a bad day’s outing. Thanks.
