So now we had a dillemma. No freken camera. I also had to borrow my mates tent as I had left all my pegs at home. Oh well!
One day turns into two turns into three? Four? Ja - max.
We set up ship in Woodbourne Campsite in Knysna (R120 for 2 per night ) lekker facilities, the trip.
We did Phantom Pass, Homtini Pass (much better), and a lot of illegal roads in the Forest. Which was best and we were passed by officials who somehow ignored us. No camera.
Ernie, this is the new Grabouw. I have shit to show you my friend.
Up in the mountains and logging roads from this side of George to Knysna theres unlimited riding opportunity. Myself and Hilde were riding and ramping over the water trap bumps and having a ball of a time. We eventually had a tipover at 5km/h up a hill in mud that completely washed away the front wheel. She hurt her ankle. Not a good sign. Completely wild mountainside, what a jol.
Sedgefield (the side unseen) is stunning.
We also went to Buffels Bay, which was windy and nice, but man that main restaurant there is CRAPPPPPPPPPPPPPP. DONT EAT THERE. ITS KAK.
Paid R45 for a piece of tenderised steak that looked like it was hit with a landrover wheel or something, awful awful. Two tomatoes and half a lettuce. Just kak. R20 for a toasted zarm that was two slices of bread. Unreal.
So we chatted to Michnus who then suggested getting a disposable. What a fooking great idea! He thought it was cheap, it wasnt. R4.50 a photo it turned out to be.
But here on is some piccies.
We decided to go and get fresh trout caught from a dam - the famous Outeniqua Trout Farm. We didnt have a map, and we were told its 3.5 hrs away by car over the Prince Alfreds (or Alberts) Pass. No worries! Its 410pm now, be there before 5 I tried.
Disposable cam pics for the next bits


We nearly hit a Freelander head on at 80, it was just before a corner on loose pebbles, I shat myself. I was so shocked that from there on, I did emergency stops into corners to practice, I really kakked myself.
We made it by 5:10pm. Not bad without a map and with stopping for a beer (christies) and hot cross buns (easter was coming up) and photos


This is where it got tough. My visor is so screwed that in bright daylight, its cloudy. So at night, I have to keep it open. Muggies and all that crap goes straight into the eyes, never mind the dust and wind. What a challenge. On the way home.

We made it back in exactly 45 mins, farm to farm. But without a fish cos the owner of the Trout farm was away in Knysna. Bugger!
Next day, we saddled up and started off to Baviaans to meet up with KLRSA (Hein)

We rode into Willowmore, a day ahead of Hein. We stopped off at the Historical Guesthouse in Willowmore where there is more original memorabilia than any museum I ahve ever seen, on the good old days in ZA. Theres all the signs

The original photo from Parliaments first opening (spotted two woman in there, but not in places of importance) and even a copy of the original agreement between President Kruger and President Steyn. Took me straight back to history books from Std8. Truly awesome house. Steeped in History

Right! Plan was to do Baviaans, the lower route, and then come back up to the higher second route the next day, and meet Hein in Willowmore, with Rudi.

This was the best sign ever

There had been rains recently and it was huge fun to do this. Hilde and I did it a few times and then realised that a photo would be cool.

I forgot to close my visor..
Going into the BK

We had no map, so it was all just - ah, lets go for it. Neither of us had been there before, but hey! Thats adventure right? We found a lady who gave us great info, and really prepared us for the trip ahead. She also owns this famous "Makkedaat Grot". Go to
www.baviaanskloof.co.za for more info

its the coolest place.
On the road northwards

Just beautiful

Cant really see, but Politics found its way into the BK. It reads from the DP - Take BK back!

People who live there are absolutely in love wth the place, and wont leave for anything. I can see why
Had to snap this while I could

It was wayyyy into the afternoon when we sat down for brunch. Humid, hot a bit, and dusty. Hit some traps along the way at 80-120, which really could have busted the forks under the load. Thank goodness for 48mm WP forks!
Suddenly hear this absolute freaking geraas, and I say to Hilde, that sounds like freken KTM's! Whats the chances? Nah.
True as nuts

They had come all the way from Joeys, and one of the lads is on this site too. Big Dawg I think!
They were waiting for the Dakar with them, apparently it was falling to pieces. The rider was a bit pissed with that. We had hit no water up to that point, and the guys warned us:
1) Kudu - almost hit kudu. I couldnt believe it almost with those pipes on!
2) Water - lekker water enough to swim in. Not a chance! We were all dust and dry baby.
True as nuts, go around the corner and it was the beginning of water.
Nice guys, they were on a 3500 kay odd trip which included Verneukpan. Nice to meet you all! NIce to see KTM's on the road too, I was thinking I was almost alone in that.
Even the tortoise's need water. I thought it was a rock and I was about to ride over it when Hilde said: look! a tortoise!

This turned out to be the spot where we camped eventually. We rode another 10 kays on, and at the spot where the next pic is, I caught a wasp/large hornet in my sleeve. Between 5 and 10 minutes of slapping it in my mesh jacket, and pulling it off and back on twice, it never stung me which is just amazing. :shock: When I finally got it out of the mesh jacket, it looked like it had done ten rounds with Mike Tyson and I was only happy to have it walk away. Flying - not a chance.
