After riding just on the South African side of the fence for quite a way, we came to the base of a pretty steep rutted climb. By this stage Trevor was battling with the altitude on his SE, it was misfiring quite badly and stalled a couple of times. Ian went off up the hill on his WR and made it without too much fuss. Trevor then said his SE will not make it up the slope with the way it was running, so I took the easy way out and said there's no point in me following Ian up the mountain if we going to have to come back for Trevor anyway.
Whether I would have made the climb or not is another matter alltogether, but at that stage I was pretty knackered anyway, so I was fairly relieved not to have to do it.
Ian then came back down and joined Trevor and me, and we had a fairly uneventful ride back down the way we had come, except of course I took another fall

So although it was actually a great ride and should have been really enjoyable, I came away with a sense of failure that we hadn't completed the ride and come down the pass that I had found.
Oh well, I guess that is not all bad, as it means I gotta get back there and finish the ride.