Our riding quartet today was quite quick reduced to a threesome, and a little later to a duo.
Runner's tankcap's lock refused to budge at the petrol station: not opening but needing fuel (duh)!
We tried what we could, from spannering to begging.... but no way, he had to go back home - for which he just had enough fuel still, talk about (BAD!) luck!
So the three of us went on and had a lekker ride, until Sirk had to turn around around 9-ish.
That left Andre & me to get to the braaiplek but en route buy some beers - which we did of course, and once arrived at our spot we decided not to braai the worsie, it was only the two of us after all.
Sorry you missed this Conrad!