Okay three takers.
Not really a large response but man is this forum quiet or what?
I will start off in word form, try keep it short
Day One.
Lying in bed at Hildes place on the guest mattress downstairs, Hilde comes to wake me up by jumping on me. Shes full of beans that girl, and cos she is so sweet, I dont mind. Otherwise I would punch the person that does that shit.
She jumps on me, wakes me up and we lie there staring at the wooden ceiling saying: what are we going to do today? Silence.......
Me: lets go tooo......... Knysna!
Hilde without batting an eyelid: YES LETS GO!!!!
Me: disbelieving: are you serious? on the KTM?
Hilde: looks at me like i am a jackass: OF COURS ON THE KTM!!!
Me: on that seat? you havent done a 500kay day before on a bike have you?
Hilde: looks at me like I am a confirmed jackass: Of COURSE NOT! Lets go!
Me: okay...........
So we jump up and I start thinking, crikey does the bike have enough tyres left? Oiled the chain? The chain and sprockets according the service man who I picked the bike up from the previous day says in German accent: you must replace these immediately... crikey. another 1000 kays is going to make it toast.
I phone a bud, who rides a SV1000 road bike superbike thing, and he says okay, sounds good. Where we sleeping?
Me: I dunno!
Him: (very conservative accountant): ok!
Me: speechless.
Hilde: hey, maybe Marie who has never been on a bike before can sit on Waynes superbike and go with us.
Marie: I am in!
Me: speechless.
So at 12am precisely, we are packed with the KTM being the packmule, and have a complete biking virgin on the superbike and a 150kay max in one day girl on the other, there we go to Knysna. This is what we look like.
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