Day 14 & 15
The main objective of the day was second attempt at the Khawa dunes in Botswana - the original reason for this whole trip. I woke up, packed up and went for early breakfast, now wiser from my prior failure - plus the border up the road was to be opened only at 8:00 am anyway.
However munching on scrambled eggs I finally admitted to myself that the will to tackle the dunes is gone - I had no oomph left in the system. I was low on energy nursing a little cold from the freezing night in the tent day before and just didn’t feel up for the challenge.
I made peace with it knowing the dunes are not going anywhere and there will always be another opportunity to ride them. All that remained to do was a long commute back home to Joburg. Of course, even in the state I was in the tar was out of question. That is one of the never mentioned benefits of real DS bike - as in contrast to general ‘adventure bike’ - it sucks on tar, so even in the moments of weakness people still go for dirt as the bike is much more comfortable there.
The objective for day one was to get to Bray for overnighter, following the Molopo river track to Van Zylsrus and from there follow the sandy roads along Molopo reserve to Bray . Molopo river track follows as its name suggests Molopo riverbed along the border fence between Botswana and SA. It used to be the ‘red’ route for the annual Desert Run from Kuruman to Swakopmund. While I would dispute if it ever deserved ‘red’ designation (I’ve ridden it few years back on return from one of my trips), I guess it is sad sign of times that even this - quite mild to be honest - track has been eliminated from the latest edition of the Desert Run (or so I was told by somebody). Quite perplexing to me to be honest, but on the plus side, the track is much less used now, which provides for more outdoorsy ‘adventure’ kind of experience.
Here are few pictures from Molopo river track following for many km as a reminder the red dunes that defeated me:
I have made it to Van Zylsrus before lunch, filled up and stopped at the hotel for quick bite. Well, it was Easter Sunday and all the farmers from the area brought out their families for lunch. So after ordering I waited in vain for about hour and a half, cancelled the order (I was being spoiled anyway - I do not normally eat during the day when I ride), geared up and pushed on east towards Bray - still about 300 km of sandy dirt roads away away.
I arrived at Bray with the sun setting behind horizon and made it up to completely dark and deserted Tapama lodge fearing the worst (camping). Luckily for me the owner showed up, gave me room and opened for me as the only customer the restaurant where he himself prepared three course dinner for me. And then the breakfast in the morning. I was really impressed!
From Bray next day I continued on the dirt roads along Bots border to Mafikeng, where I filled up and took farm roads to Magaliesburg and tar for the rest of the way to Midrand.
To sum up: It was a good trip - especially as this was the first trip after 9 months of basically just laying around waiting for my broken leg to mend itself. But of course I failed on the main objective - Khawa dunes - twice. I guess Clarkson’s description of the Top Gear trio exploits - ‘ambitious, but rubbish’ - fits very well for some of my latest trips. But I don’t mind really - I am starting to run out of new exciting tracks to ride in the vicinity of SA anyway, so saving few juicy parts (such as Khawa dunes, road to hell, or circumnavigation of the Okavango delta from north I failed at last year) for later, will keep me occupied for a bit longer. At least that is my excuse anyway...
Route for day 14:
Route for day 15:
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