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I get to the start of the special and everyone looks serious. Well every exept me and Firecoast, not sure who had the biggest smile.
So I’m off, and it goes okay, visibility still a bit low and mud, with rocks. No worries, I go of at my own pace and start slowly catching up on some riders and I hate overtaking someone on small 2 spoor roads. We climb down a mountain and start climbing again, some river crossings, luckily no deep water like on Friday, and my pace feels good. Bike goes well and I start getting a bit more confident. Oh look out photographer, ie if you see a photographer slow down, they hide were the better spills can be !
In the river bed down below I stop an a KTM rider, His battery is dead, bike fell over floaded the carbs and now after trying it dead. I look up and down the rocky riverbed section and think, no way to push start and the last two riders that have past don’t have jumper cables.
So he (I suck at names big time) suggested we “donkey start the 950. Dude WTF, I ride alone 90% of the time I have no idea what you are taking about! Basically put the back wheels of the bikes together, and let the one bike run the other till there is enough to start her. Well 4 tries later and the BMW in second and the 950 in 6th gear the KTM starts. Never to old to learn and I also know why the best bikes have centre stands.
On to of the mountain again I read a speed limit coming in the next 3 km, and hear a bike in the background? ? ? Move over to the left and there is Master Blaster Tau, on the back wheel, passing me as if I’m taking a leak under a tree, says a quick hello and thanks in one hand gesture and disappears. No fook, I suck at this bike riding thing, can someone please get me out of this!
Thru a little farmhouse area, speed limit 40, little kids and mom waiving, and on we go. At gate 4000 ±, I meet up with Dodo and Swifty, smoke break time for them, empty the bladder time for me, and I’m off again.
So on and on, over rocks and mud, I have to choose my lines carefully, can’t just blast over everything like the other guys on there newer bikes. Up a hill and down 45-6o degree climbs, but the donkey does good. Pass a couple of people along the way offering help, but all seem fine. Down in the plateau” it muddy and while I negotiate a long stretch of mud I see a light coming from the front, I am on the right track? ? ? is another rider on a XR, (sorry kak with names) he had taken out a bokkie about 3 km into the special, his ribs were stuffed yet he did way more than half of the special, but now the bike was pissing oil and he was heading back to some officials along the route. Bummer man, I really wish I could have help!
at the dorpie I help a dude out with a front flat and not the right tools for the job. ??? ??? ??? but 2 hour or so later i'm on the road to Merweville and the Sutherland. I had for sum reason forgot to take photies again, and ended up pretty late at camp, just in time for dinner and day two briefing.
The roadbook for day one said 420 od km, and day two was only 190 km. WTF i came to ride two full days, and now they want us too only do 190. I was not impressed, and after coloring in my roadbook fitted it and started drinking around oom Danie and the clans fire, everyone else sleeping and me and Eugene talking kak till late.
I mean 190km is a breeze, I do not need more sleep than 4 hours!!!
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