After breakfast we left for Vanwyksdorp via the Rooiberg pass. The tar road turn to gravel and the the gravel road turns into a narrow road over the pass with some twisty rocky sections. The pass has a constant steep climb and you are soon elevated to beautiful views and a change in vegetation.
Once on my feet I saw that Peter had also gone down about 20 meters behind me. Warning the others, I was able to watch Stephan and Ernst make it through while Baron did a spectacular off in front of the camera.
Most of us took the route over the Franschoek Pass home. It was great seeing the dam 100% full, even the big yachts were out sailing. On the way home I stopped on at the Saggy Stone Winelands Pub and restaurant for a pint of my favourite craft beer in the shade of the Oak trees.
Coming down Hoek se Berg, we were treated to visas of wild flowers down in the Biedouw Valley where we stopped for roadside lunch at 12:00 just before rising up the Kouberg Pass to Wupperthal. Going through the town, you can see clear evidence of fire damage in the area. Everything happens slow in this area, and one can’t blame them, the journey to the outside world (and resources) is a long expedition away.
In a sincere effort to be socially distant, we packed a picnic and flask for lunch. We set off at 09:00 and up the N1 this time and over the top of du Toits. At least that’s what I’m told because I couldn’t see a bloody thing with the sun in my eyes! Next time we’ll leave earlier, I promise. I entered a very blissful state, coming down into the eastern catchment area, surrounded by dramatic mountain faces watching over the morning travelers. Even though we had a long day ahead of us, I was in no hurry. Unusual for me, but I was enjoying it.
What a glorious start to the MotoGP 2020 season! I cannot write about motorcycling without mentioning the aliens that are those racers. Seeing as almost every weekend from now until November will have either MotoGP or WSBK race weekend, I hereby declare that all Sunday breakfast runs will be held on Saturdays for the rest of 2020 (Apologies to the club ride leaders if this causes issues…whoops)
We are trying to come up with innovative ideas – like adding a sacrificial sign board lower down for anyone to add stickers (even that will cost a considerable amount of money) or developing a culture of rather putting the stickers on the back of the sign or even better, not add it at all.
With bellies full and coffee inserted, we fled south via the R406 and turned right onto the N2 west of Caledon from where we cruised west. As we approached Steenbras Dam, Steve’s bike gave a little splatter even though the gauge said 50km remaining, but while whispering sweet nothings into his steed, Steve managed to coax his ride up Sir Lowry’s
At the start of Lockdown Level 5, I made myself an infinite To-Do list of jobs that just never seem to get done. One of the more interesting items was to sit myself down and learn how to use my GPS and Basecamp Software, also, to learn some basic geography. My riding tactic is usually to find the starting point and just follow the bike in front of me. I’ve come to the conclusion, that I have to figure out where the hell I am in the world.
The time has come to start living a normal life again. Around the world and in South Africa, the tedious process of unlocking has commenced. Now the question is, when will we reach Level 1? From our point of view, it is time to start planning the rest of our collective lives. It is unwise to live life too prophylactically and this can lead to mental illness (Joking, of course!) The message is PLAN A TRIP – with or without us.