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Riding: Plan, Report and Racing => Ride Reports => Topic started by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 04:35:37 am

Title: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 04:35:37 am
It's 26 May and I'm on my way to visit my close family in the Northern Cape for a few days, on the Purple Hooligan. Itís my nieceís birthday party in the afternoon, and I hope to be there in good time. The distance from Stellenbosch to Fraserburg via the R356 is about 422 km and should take me about 8 hours, according to Google Maps. I havenít ridden the R356 before, but I figure itís a gravel highway, how bad can it be?

I shouldnít have asked.

The plan is to leave home at 07:00, and true to form I pull away just before 08:00. I heeded the weather reports of maximum 15 degrees all over the Karoo, and Iím wearing a vest, long-sleeved T-shirt, short-sleeved T-shirt, down jacket and riding jacket with inner, thick skinny jeans, riding pants with inner, two pairs of socks, a polar fleece buff and knitted gloves inside my riding gloves. My fingers and toes are still cold but my body is toasty.

I swing through Stellenbosch onto the R44, turn towards Paarl and take the offramp to the alternative road over Du Toitskloof Pass, trying to get used to changing gears with the new MX boots.  I turn left over the highway, then right towards Du Toitskloof Pass, and pass a bevy of Beemers collecting on the corner. I nod and one waves as I pass by. I carry on at a sedate 80kph and soon they come zipping past me. At the top of the pass they turn off at a view point while I head onwards.

The Hex River Valley is covered in low misty fluffy clouds. It is beautiful but eery to ride in. I turn towards Rawsonville. The mist thickens and I ride slowly so as not to miss my turn-off to Slanghoek Valley.

A few kilometres outside Slanghoek the mist clears up but a sign warns that the road ahead is closed due to flooding. I pay it no mind - I can always turn back if I canít get through. Sure enough, about a kilometre before the road T-junctions into the R43 towards Ceres, some drums block off the road and boards indicate that the low water bridge is flooded. A bakkie ahead of me slips through a widened space between two drums and I follow him. To my slight disappointment, the river no longer covers the low water bridge and we cross without incident. Ahead, low laying areas in the valley are covered in fluffy clouds. It is cold!

Hooligan happily climbs Mitchellís Pass, and we reach Ceres where I stop to fill up and WhatsApp the family that Iím about to leave Ceres. The sun is in my eyes and I canít find my sunglasses - quick stop at Clicks to buy a cheap pair, then I'm on my way again. 40km outside Ceres, the road becomes gravel, then tar, then gravel again and splits into the R355 to Calvinia 200km away, and the R356 to Sutherland 152km away, respectively. I turn right onto the R356, and open up.

The surface is rough with loose gravel, sand, ruts and mud from recent rains. Hooligan keeps unexpectedly weaving from side to side in a disconcerting way, and Iím not enjoying the ride much. I keep an eye on the road surface and count the kilometres. A thought pops into my head that I should deflate my tires a bit, but Iím unsure of how much to deflate the tires. Two bakkies pass me, traveling in the opposite direction towards Ceres, and then Iím the only movement on the road.

About 50km along the gravel road I crest a slight rise, eyeing an interesting mountain formation to the right, when suddenly the front starts weaving quite violently, a slow motion tank slapper. The next moment Hooligan and I are down and sliding on the ground in a wide arc. We grind to a stop, facing the direction we came. Iím still sitting/lying in the saddle.

Dazed, I notice the bike is still idling, and reach over and turn off the ignition, then sit/lie still for a long moment. I mentally check all my body parts; except for a burning ache in my left foot, still trapped on the foot peg under the bike, and a graze on my right hand, I miraculously seem unhurt. I close my eyes and thank my Lord, overwhelmed with gratitude and relief.

Then I look at the Hooligan. Something is missing, and it takes me a moment to realise thereís an emptiness where Hooliganís right handlebar should be. I slowly get up and walk up the road, taking photoís of the road and the bike, trying to organise my thoughts and evaluate my situation.

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Damage to riding gear

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Fuel alarmingly drips out from beneath the bike. I also notice that the tankís breather pipe, newly purchased, has fallen off. My mind fixates on that, and I fine-comb the road looking for it, absurdly grateful when I find it about 2 metres from the fallen Hooligan. Pieces of Hooliganís new windscreen lie strewn along the road, a big shard still fixed to the fairings. I canít be bothered to take it off, and simply push it out the way.

My mind races over possible courses of action available to me. I shed a few layers of clothes, loosen the bags on top of the bike, and manage to lift up the Hooligan. I walk around him, looking for damage. He is no longer leaking fuel, and I guess it was just fuel draining from the carburettor. The gear lever is bent in and up, and its rubber cover is torn, but when I push it, it still moves fairly freely. I expect the left pannier bag, which must have born the brunt of the impact and slide, to be torn to pieces, but to my surprise it only has a neat rip from front to back, in the centre of the bottom of the bag.


The funny koppie that drew my eye before the fateful slide

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Twisty skid marks

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Bent gear lever

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Ripped pannier bag

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I turn my attention to the missing handlebar. It is a hollow, fat Renthal handlebar and it was on the bike when I bought it. The right side broke off cleanly next to the right mounting point, and I suspect it must have been cracked. It hangs loosely, attached only by the electrical cables which thankfully seem to have suffered no damage. I twist the throttle experimentally, and it moves easily. The vapour of an idea stirs in my mind.

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Looks like the broken handlebar took out the windscreen.

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My work cell phone was in my left upper pocket. The phone screen's protective cover had two new cracks, but the phone itself was fine, and its screen is still working normally. Later on I noticed that the phone had bent a bit.

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It seems I also bumped my head along the way, but it is also still working normally (OK yes this might be debatable)

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Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 04:37:19 am
I look at the veld showing signs of the long years of drought, and find a thickish dried branch from a shrub, made up of thick fibres. With a fold-up knife I neaten the edges and trim it down until it fits inside the handlebar. Then I force the broken piece of handlebar onto the longer fixed end until the two pieces of handlebar almost touch. The branch holds the broken handle in place, but allows too much movement, and I tie it down with a tie strap I got from Yamaha Paarden Island, given to tie my newly purchased MX boots to my bike. Gavin, thank you!!

Amateur McGyvering

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Optimistically, without testing my setup, I strap the tool bag onto the bike again and put on all my gear. I climb onto Hooligan, turn on the ignition key and cautiously push the happy button. Hooligan gives a full-throated roar; I have never felt so happy in my life!

I notice a dull ache in the ribs behind my right breast, shortening my breath to stunted gasps. My mind quickly reviews itís dearth of knowledge about broken ribs and deflated lungs, and suggests Iíd probably only bruised it a bit.

I briefly consider my options: ride back home, where I have the Gent to carry me to my destination but probably only the next day, or carry on towards the farm, where my family is waiting and my nieceís birthday party is starting soon. I decide to carry on, as the handlebar seems firm enough and I donít want to disappoint my family and especially my niece.

I carefully paddle Hooligan around, gratefully praising the Lord, and gently open the throttle. The gear changes are difficult but manageable, and we drunkenly swerve down the road as I try to come to grips with the unaccustomed loose downwards-twisting right handlebar.

The hack works - kind of. Keeping the throttle open causes the handlebar to lean downwards until Iím riding with my hand on my right thigh. I realise Iíll have to make an adjustment. After a few kilometres, I reluctantly come to a stop on top of a hill and push the kill switch. However, I fail to check the road camber and canít put the side stand down as the bike isnít tilted enough. Paddling forward is nearly impossible without leveraging the whole handlebar, but I manage to shuffle forward a centimetre or two, and kick the side stand down.

I realign the strap and thread it into a better position. Then for some inexplicable reason I decide to check the oil level. I pull Hooligan upright towards me while I lean down, trying to peek at the oil window. Slowly Hooligan continues to tilt until he is leaning awkwardly against my left leg, while I take too long to curse my stupidity and consider the odds of pushing Hooligan upright. Thatís right - none. I carefully withdraw my now-strained knee and drop the bike onto itís gripless right side, almost crying as fuel immediately starts dripping out of the breather pipe. Stop breathing, dammit!

I try to lift the bike but with the road slant downwards, it is too heavy; added to this is the disadvantage of no right handlebar for leverage. I cry to my Lord: Iím too spent, I canít do this! A calm voice inside me answers a touch irritably: What else are you going to do? Of course you can do it. Just take your time.

I sigh. What choice do I have? I slowly unhook the few pieces of luggage I removed the first time, but it isnít enough. I resentfully unstrap the left pannier bag. It lightens the bike enough that I can lift it, but with the camber, the weight of the right pannier bag drags it over onto me again. I somehow manage to untie the right pannier bag while pushing the bike upright. Truly, most damage is self-inflicted.

Hooligan is finally sufficiently upright, and I fasten the luggage at glacial speeds. I hate tying on the pannier bags because the straps are too short and my fingers are raw and aching when I finally have them all tied. Exhaling with relief, I swing my tired body onto Hooligan again, turn the key in the ignition and hit the kill switch to disengage.

It doesnít budge.

I stab at it a couple of times and achieve a whole lot of nothing. I stare at it in rage and disbelief: such a tiny little red button, yet it turns my otherwise perfectly working bike into a greasy book-end.

I sob to my Lord for help a little desperately, childishly punching the little red button repeatedly, to no effect. Then I calm down and again attempt to adult. I glare balefully at the little red plastic knob that so effectively curtails my journey, looking for a way to circumvent, override or incapacitate it. I wonder whether my strapping caused some grief to one of the electrical cables, and reroute the entire strap.

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I repeatedly turn the key on and off again, punching the little red button. It stubbornly refuses to pop out. I inspect it more closely and notice a few thin streaks of dust. I wonder, could some grit have gotten inside and jammed it? I take hold of the small knob sticking out and wiggle it up and down vigorously. Then I punch it again and out it pops, a little red tongue sticking out at me spitefully.

I stare at it, dumbfounded, then my heart explodes with jubilation and praises and I swear to never, ever touch that red button again. I hit the start switch, Hooligan springs to life, and Iím off again.

This stop has cost me an hour. In total, Iíve lost two hours travelling time. I havenít seen a soul, and I still have about 90km to ride to Sutherland, and from there a further 110km to Fraserburg. Iím going to be late for my nieceís birthday party, and my sister is probably having conniptions from worrying. I push as hard as I cautiously can. The handlebar is holding up well, and despite a manoeuvring scare here and there, I make good progress.

After what feels like an eternity, I reach the T-junction with the Sutherland/Matjiesfontein road, and carefully come to a halt again, switching Hooligan off by turning the key. Managing to travel at the speed of about 80-90 kph, Iím feeling the cold and need to put on some of the clothing I discarded at the last stop.

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Hard-pressed Ri

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Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 04:38:27 am
As I’m tucking in my shirt and am about to fasten my riding pants, a custard yellow KLR 650 sweeps around the corner and I frantically wave for him to stop. He looks about to ignore my gestures so I wave again, and he comes to a halt just beyond the Hooligan. For some reason he seems irked and asks whether I thought he was going to pass me, and whether everything is OK. I answer that everything is fine, but I’d had a little trouble that cost me a lot of time. When he reached Sutherland, could he please contact my sister to let her know I’m fine and I’m on my way?

His name is Martin and he’s from Worcester, riding with his friend Michael from Melkbosstrand. They’re staying over at Sutherland, then riding back the next day. However, Michael has fallen behind and is nowhere to be seen.

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Martin is impressed with the Hooligan’s setup, and keeps commenting on how well-rigged the bike is. He queries me about the problem and where I’m going, and then declares that he will accompany me all the way to Fraserburg. Apparently he also fell on the road, and indeed his KLR bears some scars. While we look things over and chat, I open a can of energy drink and he gratefully shares a few sips.

I kit up, trying not to hurry as I always forget something, then Martin and I head onwards. We soon reach tar and turn towards Sutherland, swinging through the beautiful Verlatenkloof pass. In Sutherland, I stop at the fuel station to fill up and call my frantic sister to set her mind at ease.

Martin also fills up and finally receives a message from Michael, who seemingly has a flat tire. He is torn between his promise to accompany me to Fraserburg, and going back to help a fallen comrade. He shows me the message, then suddenly notices what else is on the phone screen and instructs me to ignore the frosted flesh-toned photo’s. I laugh and assure him I’ll be fine, and he should go check on his mate.

Then he manages to reach Michael on the phone, and tells him he’s found another breakdown, a woman, and that he plans to ride with me to Fraserburg. It turns out that Michael had found and plugged the hole in his tire, and had somehow arrived in Sutherland before Martin.

Michael swoops down on the fuel station on his BMW 1200 GS and gives me and Hooligan the once-over. Martin enthuses on how well-rigged the bike is, and how Hooligan is faster than his KLR. Michael gives me another quick sidelong glance and says softly, maybe it’s the rider and not the bike. He disdainfully asks Martin why he is accompanying me - what can he do if something goes wrong?

Martin, to my secret relief, is adamant. I know I’ll be fine, and my sister told me the road from Sutherland to Fraserburg was scraped the previous week, but I’m exhausted. Michael heads back to the guest house, and Martin and I race off to Fraserburg while the sun sinks swiftly.

Despite my non-static handlebar setup, I manage to maintain about 100kph average. But I should have taken a comfort break ages ago, and while I tell myself I can still pinch for a bit, the bumps and corrugations cause a painful pressure. I look for a likely spot and slowly slide to a halt. When Martin pulls up, I explain my dilemma and he rides up ahead a few metres to give me privacy. I crouch behind a bush and wait, but relief is a long time coming. My body has gone into lockdown and refuses to give up anything. Eventually, we carry on again.

The sun is quite low when we reach Fraserburg, and I stop to bid my guardian a warm thank you and good bye. He stoically accepts my hug and pats me on the shoulder, wishing me a safe journey. Then he turns around and quickly roars off on his almost 90-minute return journey. What a gentleman!

I limp through town and out the other side another few kilometres until I reach the well-known and beloved turn-off to my brother-in-law’s farm. I inform the family of my imminent arrival, and moving like an old person, dismount to open the first gate, ride through and close the gate again. It rained here recently as well and the road has mud pools and deep ruts where the lorry had recently passed through, and in one place even got stuck.

With limited steering and unable to stand, I carefully crawl along. When I’m through the first ruts and puddles, I open up a bit and roll up the first bump. The first bump however is a particularly vicious bump and almost caught me out on my previous visit as well. It’s higher and more triangular than it seems with a sharp drop-off on the other side. With his improved suspension, Hooligan all but jumps over it and I almost fly out of the seat, the loose handlebar moving up and twisting down disconcertingly when we land, almost sending me tumbling over.

I relax my clenched teeth, buttocks and death grip on the handlebars, and crawl forward even more cautiously. I’m forced to stop precariously at closed gate after closed gate and wonder bitterly: I told them Hooligan is broken, couldn’t they have left open a single gate for me? Apparently not.  But that which does not kill you, makes you stronger, or makes you use stronger language, or some such.

After what seems like forever, Hooligan quietly snores into the muted dusky farmyard and quietly squeaks to a halt. Next moment the door bursts open and a bunch of tween girls squeal out to stare at the alien on the purple bike. The niece’s party is still going strong and I didn’t miss much. I hand the camera to the niece to take a quick photo. Then, thanking the Lord for His love, grace and mercy, I head inside into the warmth.

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My sister quickly heads me off when she sees my mud-spattered boots and legs, and instructs me to undress in the washroom. I shed the outer layer, go wash my face and hands, and quickly take a seat at the dinner table.

The company is convivial, the red wine is excellent and the laugher flows. Almost imperceptably, various aching and throbbing bits and pieces start to make themselves known now there is no longer any adrenaline and heat-producing movement. Then all the guests are gone, and I’m sent to soak in a hot, hot bath, fed some pain tablets and ordered to bed.

The next few days I walk like an old woman, hunched over from the stabbing ache in my ribs, the spreading ache from the odd bruise at the top of my left thigh down to the knee, and the twinge in the outer left knee where Hooligan leaned so overly familiarly. My right tricep for some reason complains at odd moments.

Still, I’m amazed I suffered nothing more serious than this. Earlier this year, my sister gave me a ring with the engraving: “I am sheltered by the Most High”. Truly, I give thanks.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Pilchie on June 29, 2018, 06:48:49 am
Fook - that's hectic and very brave of you Ri. Always enjoy reading your Ride Reports
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: NoRush on June 29, 2018, 06:50:22 am
Ri, you are indeed a woman of great courage. Awesome, that you still do a photo for us unbelievers. Always enjoy your RR.
Those little mercies goes a long way, takes time to see them all around us.  :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Skim on June 29, 2018, 07:16:21 am
Eish - Well done  madam!!!

You should have borrowed my Dustrider "hoist" - you are still welcome to come check it out sometime.

Again well done with the macgivering.


Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: edgy on June 29, 2018, 07:16:40 am
Well written as always :thumleft:
Brave girl!
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Noneking on June 29, 2018, 07:27:07 am
Well done Ri!
Watís volgende? A funny thing happened on the way to Van Zylís??
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: EssBee on June 29, 2018, 07:28:45 am
Well done, Ri, on 'recovering' from THAT! Pretty damm admirable!!!! Thanks for sharing, these incidents bring home how suddenly things can take a change in direction ( pun intended I s'pose  ::) )
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Jors Troelie on June 29, 2018, 07:32:34 am
Indeed very brave and courageous, but then again most female riders on this forum are a cut above the rest. I know a lot of guys that would have phoned a friend to bring a trailer. Its rides like this that makes memories.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ganjora on June 29, 2018, 07:45:36 am
congrats on breaking the renthal bars.
i have tried on a number of bikes,  and never got it right.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: JonW on June 29, 2018, 07:51:02 am
Well done Ri

I'd ride with you any day.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: woody1 on June 29, 2018, 07:54:13 am
Jou ma brei seker jou truie met staalwol.  As die weerlig slaan dan slaan jy terug... Chuckiline Norris   :laughing4:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: the ruffian on June 29, 2018, 08:07:57 am
I donít know about the ďgirlĒ there, Edgy. More like a beast, or at best, a Wilde tannie, hey Ri...?

And a flipping literate tannie at that - ďthe vapor of an idea stirs my mindĒ ... !!

As just another heathen, I certainly envy you your support system too...

Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Coxwain on June 29, 2018, 08:14:17 am
As I have said once before......this is one very gutsy lady. Awesome report Ri ... :thumleft: :thumleft: :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Lou1 on June 29, 2018, 08:45:17 am
Blksm!  :o

Adventure indeed.

Briljant gekryf, ekke voel die pyn en proe die stof.

 :thumleft: :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 09:13:35 am

Thank you all for the kind and hilarious comments. Whether it's courage or stupidity is debatable, I'm sure :imaposer:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Welsh on June 29, 2018, 09:14:56 am
Respect... :thumleft: 8)
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 09:16:16 am
I donít know about the ďgirlĒ there, Edgy. More like a beast, or at best, a Wilde tannie, hey Ri...?

And a flipping literate tannie at that - ďthe vapor of an idea stirs my mindĒ ... !!

As just another heathen, I certainly envy you your support system too...

Geeeez a beast? Granted in that one photo I look a little wild-eyed but still  ???
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 09:22:22 am
Indeed very brave and courageous, but then again most female riders on this forum are a cut above the rest. I know a lot of guys that would have phoned a friend to bring a trailer. Its rides like this that makes memories.

What I would've given for cell phone reception :sad2:

But very true about the memories.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 09:24:07 am
Well done Ri!
Watís volgende? A funny thing happened on the way to Van Zylís??

Heh, dankie, maar jy het daai een mos klaar geskryf vir my ;D
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Slim Jim on June 29, 2018, 09:24:46 am
Wow you one brave chick!!!!!!! Well done I'm sepose to be on field service but couldn't stop reading  :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: woody1 on June 29, 2018, 09:28:49 am
Is hierdie nou deel van RY LESSE..... hemel as ek so baie omval bly ek LAANKAL le. 

Jy moet konsentreer op die pad moenie laat jou gedagtes so dwaal nie.  :laughing4:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 09:29:31 am
Eish - Well done  madam!!!

You should have borrowed my Dustrider "hoist" - you are still welcome to come check it out sometime.

Again well done with the macgivering.

I know, I still fully intend to come check it out for sure! But where could I fasten it on the DR?

Thanks, I'm a little chuffed myself :biggrin:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 09:35:03 am
Jou ma brei seker jou truie met staalwol.  As die weerlig slaan dan slaan jy terug... Chuckiline Norris   :laughing4:

:naka: :imaposer: :imaposer:

Is hierdie nou deel van RY LESSE..... hemel as ek so baie omval bly ek LAANKAL le. 

Jy moet konsentreer op die pad moenie laat jou gedagtes so dwaal nie.  :laughing4:

Ek lÍ mos nou al twee weke lank. My niggie reken mos, hierdie is nie eintlik Tannie se sport nie. :xxbah:

Maar ek gaan vir my so hoist kry, dan's ek en Hooligan altwee weer op die been  8)
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 09:40:19 am
congrats on breaking the renthal bars.
i have tried on a number of bikes,  and never got it right.

Try harder :imaposer:

I suspect dropping the bike with a full 30l fuel tank on my recent Baviaanskloof trip aided in this endeavour  :-[
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: FrancoisTz on June 29, 2018, 09:42:45 am
Great spirit when all goes wrong. Congratulations and thanks for the great report.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Piet on June 29, 2018, 10:11:55 am
congrats on breaking the renthal bars.
i have tried on a number of bikes,  and never got it right.

Try harder :imaposer:

I suspect dropping the bike with a full 30l fuel tank on my recent Baviaanskloof trip aided in this endeavour  :-[
And the cold likely also played a role in making them a little bit more brittle.

Thanks for sharing, Ri! I really enjoyed it! (And well done on your McGyver-fix!)
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Welsh on June 29, 2018, 10:20:46 am
congrats on breaking the renthal bars.
i have tried on a number of bikes,  and never got it right.

Try harder :imaposer:

I suspect dropping the bike with a full 30l fuel tank on my recent Baviaanskloof trip aided in this endeavour  :-[
And the cold likely also played a role in making them a little bit more brittle.

Thanks for sharing, Ri! I really enjoyed it! (And well done on your McGyver-fix!)

NOT a diss or anything, but those bars are aluminium, I have used it in cryogenic service, no ambient cold is going to fuss it.  :sip:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 10:30:47 am
Great spirit when all goes wrong. Congratulations and thanks for the great report.

congrats on breaking the renthal bars.
i have tried on a number of bikes,  and never got it right.

Try harder :imaposer:

I suspect dropping the bike with a full 30l fuel tank on my recent Baviaanskloof trip aided in this endeavour  :-[
And the cold likely also played a role in making them a little bit more brittle.

Thanks for sharing, Ri! I really enjoyed it! (And well done on your McGyver-fix!)

Thank you, thank you. Must admit the spirit yo-yo'd at times ;D

NOT a diss or anything, but those bars are aluminium, I have used it in cryogenic service, no ambient cold is going to fuss it.  :sip:

So you're saying I'm special?  :laughing4:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Welsh on June 29, 2018, 10:33:15 am
congrats on breaking the renthal bars.
i have tried on a number of bikes,  and never got it right.

Try harder :imaposer:

I suspect dropping the bike with a full 30l fuel tank on my recent Baviaanskloof trip aided in this endeavour  :-[
And the cold likely also played a role in making them a little bit more brittle.

Thanks for sharing, Ri! I really enjoyed it! (And well done on your McGyver-fix!)

Thank you ;D

NOT a diss or anything, but those bars are aluminium, I have used it in cryogenic service, no ambient cold is going to fuss it.  :sip:

So you're saying I'm special?  :laughing4:

Must be farming stock, can break the unbreakable.  :biggrin: :thumleft: :imaposer:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Vocifer on June 29, 2018, 10:38:29 am
Always enjoy your RRs.
Your resolve and resilience are remarkable
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Jacobsroodt on June 29, 2018, 10:44:58 am
Dankie Ri. Ek moet hard werk vandag, maar jou RR het my vir 'n oomblik in 'n ander wereld gehad. Bly jy is OK.
Wonder net hoekom jou fiets so swerve? Dalk is dit iets om uit te sorteer in die lang termyn.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Vulcan on June 29, 2018, 10:47:40 am
Jinne Ri  :o

Respek vir jou MacGyver skills en percistance.

Daai panic tonnel sou toegemaak het vir die meeste mense.

Jy het bewys dat mens pretty much alles kan fix met n koel kop en bietjie initiative.

Onthou dat ek jou nooit agter my drumkit toelaat nie want hy is blykbaar ook unbreakable... :biggrin:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Bundu on June 29, 2018, 10:53:24 am
Wow! one brave, tough and technically make a plan lady! Well done!  :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 10:58:09 am
Always enjoy your RRs.
Your resolve and resilience are remarkable

Wow! one brave, tough and technically make a plan lady! Well done!  :thumleft:

Thanks, blushing and at the same time becoming swollen-headed  :biggrin:

Dankie Ri. Ek moet hard werk vandag, maar jou RR het my vir 'n oomblik in 'n ander wereld gehad. Bly jy is OK.
Wonder net hoekom jou fiets so swerve? Dalk is dit iets om uit te sorteer in die lang termyn.

Ek vermoed my banddruk was heeltemal te hoog. 'n Paar dae voor ek gery het, het ek 'n nuwe agterband laat opsit, en nooit gedink om te kyk wat die banddruk is nie. Ek het later gesien dit was meer as 2 bar voor en agter :eek:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 11:03:53 am
Jinne Ri  :o

Respek vir jou MacGyver skills en percistance.

Daai panic tonnel sou toegemaak het vir die meeste mense.

Jy het bewys dat mens pretty much alles kan fix met n koel kop en bietjie initiative.

Onthou dat ek jou nooit agter my drumkit toelaat nie want hy is blykbaar ook unbreakable... :biggrin:

Dankie Vulcan, maar ek het amper moed verloor toe ek die bike op my omtrek. Praat van self-inflicted... :o

Dis OK, jou dromme is veilig - vir nou :laughing4:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Vulcan on June 29, 2018, 11:32:56 am
Always enjoy your RRs.
Your resolve and resilience are remarkable

Wow! one brave, tough and technically make a plan lady! Well done!  :thumleft:

Thanks, blushing and at the same time becoming swollen-headed  :biggrin:

Dankie Ri. Ek moet hard werk vandag, maar jou RR het my vir 'n oomblik in 'n ander wereld gehad. Bly jy is OK.
Wonder net hoekom jou fiets so swerve? Dalk is dit iets om uit te sorteer in die lang termyn.

Ek vermoed my banddruk was heeltemal te hoog. 'n Paar dae voor ek gery het, het ek 'n nuwe agterband laat opsit, en nooit gedink om te kyk wat die banddruk is nie. Ek het later gesien dit was meer as 2 bar voor en agter :eek:

My VStrom used to get a nasty shake like that until I maxed the pre-load on the rear shock.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Greenshields on June 29, 2018, 11:43:47 am
You are one very tough,determined motorcyclist,but,you ignored the most important part of your toolkit-a riding buddy.I will never ride long distance gravel,with no comms,on my own.

Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: jaybiker on June 29, 2018, 11:59:39 am
Another thread asks :-

What defines a good adventure bike rider?  THIS DOES!

Amazing Ri, big respect!  :notworthy:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Lourens ツ on June 29, 2018, 12:16:25 pm
RESPECT!!!

Well done for not giving up.

I'm reminded of 1 Cor 10:13, with the trouble, He has made a way out. We just have to find it.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Meteor on June 29, 2018, 12:21:22 pm
That was the coolest story I've read in a looong, Thanks for writing it :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Lou1 on June 29, 2018, 12:31:32 pm
That was the coolest story I've read in a looong, Thanks for writing it :thumleft:

I can see in the future there will be a auntie telling one of her favorite stories. It will start with:

 "I had the coolest Auntie Bri, I remember one time, it was my birthday and we had a big party on the plaas. She arrived on a motorcycle, with half a handle bar, covered in mud!...

 :lol8:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Herklaas on June 29, 2018, 12:53:59 pm
 :sip: Well done Mc Ri va, I must admit I was a bit worried that she would kill a sheep or ostrich and use a bone to splint the handle bar.  :spitcoffee:  :3some:

Andy 66 is known for doing things like that. Ok, it was an already dead bird.  :bueller:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: sidetrack on June 29, 2018, 01:07:39 pm
congrats on breaking the renthal bars.
i have tried on a number of bikes,  and never got it right.
You only managed the gearbox  :biggrin:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: westfrogger on June 29, 2018, 01:55:58 pm
How many push ups can Ri do? All of them.
Ri makes minions cry.
Ri gargles with peanut butter.
Tough cookie that one. 

The definition of adventure riding for me: grit. Grit and making do with problems en route.

A lovely read (and in part riding along; know most of the route well), thank you Ri.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: zebra - Flying Brick on June 29, 2018, 02:15:41 pm
great reading and pics - you certainly are a talented writer - loved the bit about a 'conniption'!!!


enjoyed your writing in the Present-tense, and boy, you do not give up easily!  :thumleft:


never seen a handlebar give up like that (not on an Adventure ride, anyways...)


Great report, great that you made the party, too, when many others would have turned back/been rescued!  :thumleft:
Chris
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Dustman on June 29, 2018, 02:24:09 pm
Great writing there Ri and an interesting story.
You sure the handle bar broke AFTER the bike fell down?......... :peepwall:

 :lol8:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 02:32:24 pm
Great writing there Ri and an interesting story.
You sure the handle bar broke AFTER the bike] fell down?......... :peepwall:

 :lol8:

I suspect the handlebar breaking was the cause of the accident.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 02:45:42 pm
You are one very tough,determined motorcyclist,but,you ignored the most important part of your toolkit-a riding buddy.I will never ride long distance gravel,with no comms,on my own.

... but then I'd never ride ...  :-[

I have many riding friends and meeting more all the time, but usually no one available where/when I'm going. Agreed though, I am seriously considering a communications or tracking system to ease my family's mind.

Not giving up riding though  :ricky:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 02:46:54 pm
How many push ups can Ri do? All of them.
Ri makes minions cry.
Ri gargles with peanut butter.
Tough cookie that one. 

The definition of adventure riding for me: grit. Grit and making do with problems en route.

A lovely read (and in part riding along; know most of the route well), thank you Ri.

 :laughing4: :imaposer:  :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 02:54:53 pm
Another thread asks :-

What defines a good adventure bike rider?  THIS DOES!

Amazing Ri, big respect!  :notworthy:

Thanks @jaybiker! You're an inspiration - if you can still ride solo at age 74, then really I have no excuse :biggrin:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: punisher on June 29, 2018, 06:57:11 pm
wowo   AUNTIE

thank you for a lekker ride report , you put many of us to shame with you exploits 
 :thumleft: :thumleft: :thumleft: :thumleft:

thanx for sharing
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: JFE on June 29, 2018, 08:38:49 pm
Nou vertaan ek n vorige comment, bly jy is okay en nie ernstig seer gekry nie.
Necessity is the mother of all invention, of so sÍ hulle en as mens initiatief en bos mechanics meng het jy altyd n uitweg en n wen plan. Wel gedaan Ri en ek bid jou spoedige herstel toe.


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Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: windswept on June 29, 2018, 11:16:06 pm
It reminds me of that old movie " A funny thing happened on the way to the forum " back in the 60's.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 29, 2018, 11:38:36 pm
Thanks guys, much appreciated.

I'm glad you all enjoyed the report, as always it was fun to write it  :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ruan 87 on June 30, 2018, 01:52:12 pm
Great report, bly jy is in een stuk! ek hoop daar kom nog...
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Tony the Boney on June 30, 2018, 02:09:59 pm
Tjoe!!
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: BLOWME on June 30, 2018, 07:17:27 pm
Yet to see a Renthal bar break in half, madam.  Well done  :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 30, 2018, 07:23:14 pm
Yet to see a Renthal bar break in half, madam.  Well done  :thumleft:

Thanks... I think :imaposer:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: LegoBrew on June 30, 2018, 07:55:56 pm
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Jy Ri, is YSTER.  :thumleft:

Well done. Hoop jou enkel raak gou gesond na die laaste Twee spoor insident.   :eek7:

Mag ons weer raakry eendag!
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Crossed-up on June 30, 2018, 08:00:59 pm
Great reading this splendid RR. All respect, Ri, for coming up with a solution and sticking to your plan.  Most impressed, indeed.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Sardine on June 30, 2018, 08:01:44 pm
You go girl! :ricky:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 30, 2018, 09:19:13 pm
Great reading this splendid RR. All respect, Ri, for coming up with a solution and sticking to your plan.  Most impressed, indeed.

Thank you for the kind words! :mwink:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on June 30, 2018, 09:25:11 pm
Hard-pressed Ri

Jy Ri, is YSTER.  :thumleft:

Well done. Hoop jou enkel raak gou gesond na die laaste Twee spoor insident.   :eek7:

Mag ons weer raakry eendag!

Nee ek het maar net vroeg grys geraak :lol8:

Dankie! Hoop om betyds van die krukke af te wees vir die Thumper Bash in Augustus  :ricky:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: eberhard on July 01, 2018, 01:28:46 pm
 :thumleft: Lekker. Thanks!

How did you get the bike back Ė did you do a more permanent fix, or is it still on the farm?
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 01, 2018, 02:37:19 pm
Pleasure  :biggrin:

Permanent fix, due to happy confluence of circumstances (or in my parlance, God's grace ;D). 

The farm visit was a stop on the way to Loxton to join Hardy de Kock's Specialised Adventures Kaokoland tour.

1. Hardy very generously fetched Hooligan and I from the farm a day early and arranged for a replacement fat bar, and he and Chantal installed it, and he generally unbent and fixed the bike.
2. P.K. was also joining the Kaololand tour and drove up from George; he bought and brought along the new handlebar.
3. A bike trailer I'd bought a while ago that was standing in Bloemfontein, got a lift to the farm a week or so before my visit.
4. My sister had to visit Cape Town while I was away. She got a lift down, and drove my car with tow bar back to the farm.
5. When we arrived back in Loxton after Kaokoland, my fibula now broken, my brother-in-law fetched me with my car and trailer, and Gary and Janco loaded the Hooligan up directly.
6. Two days later I slowly moseyed back to Cape Town, very grateful that I didn't have to touch the clutch or accelerator much, thanks to cruise control.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: eberhard on July 01, 2018, 04:06:15 pm
I am glad you got sorted.  :thumleft:

Some good thinking and action there. You have what it takes!
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 01, 2018, 04:32:18 pm
I am glad you got sorted.  :thumleft:

Some good thinking and action there. You have what it takes!

Thanks, but.... ermmmm.... dare I admit...  still can't fix a flat tyre :-[
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Casting from Turd on July 01, 2018, 04:39:51 pm
I am glad you got sorted.  :thumleft:

Some good thinking and action there. You have what it takes!

Thanks, but.... ermmmm.... dare I admit...  still can't fix a flat tyre :-[

Isnt that why there are men around  :peepwall:  :imaposer: :imaposer:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 01, 2018, 06:11:16 pm

Thanks, but.... ermmmm.... dare I admit...  still can't fix a flat tyre :-[

Isnt that why there are men around  :peepwall:  :imaposer: :imaposer:

Well yeah but I'm not going to say it :o
In the meantime I'd rather fall than drop my tyre pressure - at least I can pick up the bike when I fall  :imaposer:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: eberhard on July 01, 2018, 06:59:18 pm
With that attitude with which you approached and solved the handle bar situation, you WILL manage. I guarantee you that. or I'll eat my helmet hat
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Jaakmh on July 02, 2018, 08:34:06 pm
Excellent RRís you write.
Your determination and will to succeed stands out in your RRís!



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Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 02, 2018, 10:00:05 pm
Excellent RRís you write.
Your determination and will to succeed stands out in your RRís!

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Is success when I stop falling? Coz seems that's not going to happen soon   :lol8:

Thank you, glad you enjoyed it.  :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Jaakmh on July 02, 2018, 10:10:08 pm
Excellent RRís you write.
Your determination and will to succeed stands out in your RRís!

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Is success when I stop falling? Coz seems that's not going to happen soon   :lol8:

Thank you, glad you enjoyed it.  :thumleft:

Jy val darem as jy ry. Ek val wanneer ek stil staan


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Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 03, 2018, 06:29:31 am
 :laughing4: :laughing4:

Meer "embarrassing" maar minder skade  :imaposer:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Leo on July 03, 2018, 07:48:38 am
'n Paar dae voor ek gery het, het ek 'n nuwe agterband laat opsit, en nooit gedink om te kyk wat die banddruk is nie. Ek het later gesien dit was meer as 2 bar voor en agter :eek:

Het jy gekyk dat jou agteras presies gecentre is, maw dat hy aan albei kante op presies deiselfde merkie sit? Dalk was die as effens skeef, so die agterwiel wou aanmekaar "uitstep"? Dit lei tot "snaking"

Dankie vir 'n great RR. Jou keuse van woorde laat my as Afrikaner wonder oor my gebruik van ons taal.  Voorwaar 'n voorbeeld van suiwer, kleurvolle afrikaans wat lekker lees.

Nie baie mense sal doen wat jy gedoen het na die val nie.  :thumleft:

RESPECT  :ricky:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Odd Dog on July 03, 2018, 08:00:54 am
Yo!  Ri only saw this now, well done. Seems like you been getting a crash course in "vasbyt" lately.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 03, 2018, 09:52:19 am
Yo!  Ri only saw this now, well done. Seems like you been getting a crash course in "vasbyt" lately.

For sure - and it still continues :boxing: :violent1: :help:

That which does not kill you, causes you 6 weeks of pain and inconvenience  :lol8:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 03, 2018, 10:06:27 am

Het jy gekyk dat jou agteras presies gecentre is, maw dat hy aan albei kante op presies deiselfde merkie sit? Dalk was die as effens skeef, so die agterwiel wou aanmekaar "uitstep"? Dit lei tot "snaking"

Dankie vir 'n great RR. Jou keuse van woorde laat my as Afrikaner wonder oor my gebruik van ons taal.  Voorwaar 'n voorbeeld van suiwer, kleurvolle afrikaans wat lekker lees.

Nie baie mense sal doen wat jy gedoen het na die val nie.  :thumleft:

RESPECT  :ricky:

Daardie selfde agterband het, nadat ek die banddruk verlaag het, sonder enige verdere verstellings of probleme die hele Kaokoland deur gery ... met 'n ander ridder, nadat die Hooligan my in 'n bos afgeskud het :imaposer:

Dankie vir die komplimente oor my vasbyt, en my taalgebruik. Ek verkneukel my aan lekker woorde en akkurate (en amusante) woordprentjies :biggrin:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: zetman on July 03, 2018, 05:42:20 pm
 :ricky: Gooi mielies en vertel ons oor die namibie trip jy maak dit altyd interesant met jou stories en mooi afrikaanse beskrywings :spitcoffee:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 03, 2018, 07:23:59 pm

Dankie, maar Noneking het klaar so 'n uitstekende joppie gedoen, en boonop nog my foto's gebruik ook, dat dit mostert na die maal sal wees. :imaposer:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: ruger1 on July 03, 2018, 07:37:20 pm
Thanks for the RR, clever idea with the stick in the handlebars.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Oubones on July 03, 2018, 09:02:49 pm

Dankie, maar Noneking het klaar so 'n uitstekende joppie gedoen, en boonop nog my foto's gebruik ook, dat dit mostert na die maal sal wees. :imaposer:
Ek sal graag wil weet hoe jy die trip gevind het na jy nie meer fiets gery het nie net om idee te kry hoe dit was.
Ek sal graag wil weet omdat ek dalk in die toekoms my vrou sou wou saamvat en ek dink van die ander manne ook.
Jy vertel ook 'n storie lekker. :thumleft:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Fransw on July 04, 2018, 11:06:19 am

Het jy gekyk dat jou agteras presies gecentre is, maw dat hy aan albei kante op presies deiselfde merkie sit? Dalk was die as effens skeef, so die agterwiel wou aanmekaar "uitstep"? Dit lei tot "snaking"

Dankie vir 'n great RR. Jou keuse van woorde laat my as Afrikaner wonder oor my gebruik van ons taal.  Voorwaar 'n voorbeeld van suiwer, kleurvolle afrikaans wat lekker lees.

Nie baie mense sal doen wat jy gedoen het na die val nie.  :thumleft:

RESPECT  :ricky:

Daardie selfde agterband het, nadat ek die banddruk verlaag het, sonder enige verdere verstellings of probleme die hele Kaokoland deur gery ... met 'n ander ridder, nadat die Hooligan my in 'n bos afgeskud het :imaposer:

Dankie vir die komplimente oor my vasbyt, en my taalgebruik. Ek verkneukel my aan lekker woorde en akkurate (en amusante) woordprentjies :biggrin:

'Verkneukel'! :lol8: ja-nee defnitief n woordfees aanhanger jy! Was n paar jaar daar innie Bos gewees, heeltemal te veel feeste om n getroue student te bly!..eish!
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 04, 2018, 08:17:21 pm
'Verkneukel'! :lol8: ja-nee defnitief n woordfees aanhanger jy! Was n paar jaar daar innie Bos gewees, heeltemal te veel feeste om n getroue student te bly!..eish!

 :imaposer:
Ja hier is nogal baie feeste.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 04, 2018, 09:41:48 pm
Ek sal graag wil weet hoe jy die trip gevind het na jy nie meer fiets gery het nie net om idee te kry hoe dit was.
Ek sal graag wil weet omdat ek dalk in die toekoms my vrou sou wou saamvat en ek dink van die ander manne ook.
Jy vertel ook 'n storie lekker. :thumleft:

Baie dankie, maar ek was beseer en meestal in pyn, ek dink nie ek gaan hierdie een lekker kan vertel nie.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Oubones on July 05, 2018, 05:36:16 am
Ek sal graag wil weet hoe jy die trip gevind het na jy nie meer fiets gery het nie net om idee te kry hoe dit was.
Ek sal graag wil weet omdat ek dalk in die toekoms my vrou sou wou saamvat en ek dink van die ander manne ook.
Jy vertel ook 'n storie lekker. :thumleft:

Baie dankie, maar ek was beseer en meestal in pyn, ek dink nie ek gaan hierdie een lekker kan vertel nie.
Saaks reg, verstaan en sal jou net die een keer verskoon. :peepwall:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: BlueBull2007 on July 09, 2018, 03:23:10 pm
Finally got around to reading this report, and all I can say is "Wow"

Kudos to you for vasbyting through. Its a funny thing, but when you arei n situations like this the outcome always seems so.... impossible or hopeless. It is really awesome to hear how the Big Guy comforted you and reassured you through the dilemma. And then reading Hardey's report I hear the challenges did not end here! Huge respect to you, Ri.

Hope you are healing up well, and I am really looking forward to your next adventure!
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 09, 2018, 07:08:53 pm
Thanks for the kind words BB. True, that initial feeling of hopelessness can be paralysing. But I had Help :biggrin:

I really hope I'll be out of the moon boot in time for the Thumper Bash. I'm going crazy seeing all the great RRs, and the DRs outside my back door are also glowering their frustration...! :imaposer:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Tiger8 on July 10, 2018, 05:02:28 pm
Well written RR, thanks Ri, you sure are a Gutsy and Classy Lady, most would have turned around and gone home after a tumble like that.
You ask if you will be successful if you stop falling, you already are successful, in that you always get up when you get knocked down...............or fall down  >:D

Will ride with you any day  :thumleft:
Get well soon tough lady.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 10, 2018, 05:38:13 pm
Aw thanks @Tiger8, but "Classy"? You didn't hear the choice words I uttered before I calmed down :lol8:

I sometimes wonder if I'd shut up and just get on with it if I were in company. Maybe easier to play the "girly" when there are guys to fix my troubles. If I could manage to swallow my pride... ::)
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: cheesy on July 12, 2018, 07:48:14 pm
I know the Fraserburg road well, few vehicles pass that way regularly. When stuck out there on your own and experience difficulties and "maak 'n plan" becomes survival, you certainly made (exceeded) the grade. ABSOLUTE RESPECT to you and your spiritual partner.
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Bring It On on July 12, 2018, 09:04:31 pm
Just got around to reading this truly AWESOME ride report. ;)

Seriously Ri.... I have always had a lot of respect for you in the way you "JUST NEVER QUIT... EVER"  :salut: :notworthy: :salut: :notworthy:

Well my dear friend, that respect has reached an all time high, after reading through this EPIC experience & recovery you endured. Really happy you were firstly not too badly injured & secondly that you managed to make a plan to get sorted out with your McGyver Repair.  :thumleft: :thumleft: :thumleft: :headbang: :headbang:

Thanks so much for taking the time to put together such an EPIC ride report & for sharing your experience with us. I salute you.  :salut:
Title: Re: Purple Hooligan: A funny thing happened on the way to the farm...
Post by: Ri on July 13, 2018, 06:08:00 am
Thanks @cheesy and @Bring It On!

Not getting hurt was a real blessing, also considering I somehow hit the top of my head going down. I don't remember the impact at all, and only noticed the scrapes and cracks on the peak later. The soft spot at the back of my skull where the tip of the spine goes in, was sensitive to the touch for weeks after.

My guardian angel was really on point there :angel4: