|Happy to be alive!|
|Poor Toni has to figure out why my luggage is taking so long to load!|
|Climbing a hill|
|Our first (of many) water crossings|
|The view from my helmet cam!|
|Abie and Toni discussing if they should try and get through|
|We decide to turn around|
|Abie goes through first|
Back through the first river and then onto a detour that was beautiful.
|And I bring up the rear|
It started up a steep climb and then made its way through the rocky outcrops on the Plato.
|Abie coming up the hill|
|Toni flashes past|
By now the drizzle was hard enough to make seeing through the visor almost impossible, yet we were accompanied by a beautiful rainbow.
|Near the campsite|
|Waiting to go through one of the many gates|
|Some deeper (and bigger) puddles to pass|
After an energy bar, the rain started falling a bit harder where the detour road connects with the original, Potholes and slippery mud greeted us a little further and we inched our way forward. Well, a little faster than inched, but still very slow. Although stressful, as I did not want to come down at the beginning of my trip, I really enjoyed the challenge and sense of achievement once I had passed without landing in a puddle.
|End of our detour|
|Almost thought I was going to get lucky with a stripshow, but unfortunately not!|
|What an awesome sight?!|
|Coming down the slippery pass|
|Amidst rain, mist and cold|
|My pants and shoes totally drenched (and muddy)|
|Slippery and dangerous we slowly made our way to the bottom|
|The road wetook to get to the bottom|
|Brutus had seen cleaner days!|
|Sluices opened at the Clanwilliam dam|
|All kinds of 2-wheelers were enjoying the masses of water|
|Abie taking a look|
From Clanwilliam we took a look at the dam after the sluice had been opened.
Then winding along a stunning road next to the river. We just had to stop at the Brick wall made by Italian Prisoners of war. Also a beautiful sight, as the water was rushing past to join the tons coming down after heavy rains, flowing high up to the trees.
This stretch was also quite a challenge with slippery mud, some sand and lots of wet spots with potholes. Yet one of the most beautiful roads winding all along the river!
|The Clanwilliam dam|
We met up with the N7 at Klawer and then rode tar all the way to Springbok. I could not believe the
While refuelling in Bitterfontein Abie discovered a huge gash in his tyre and was forced to turn back, limping safely into Klawer for the night.
|Cold garage doors, little bedding and no privacy, especially in the bathroom!|
Almost dark, covered in mud and shoes still soaked from the trip we opted to stay in the Springbok Backpackers. Unfortunately I must (for the first time ever) say that I was totally unimpressed with the value for money at this poor accommodation.
The unfriendly and unhelpful staff let us feel we were inconveniencing them in spite of booking ahead of time.