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This is more of a sufferings report than aride report, and to make matters worse there is no photos either.
Yesterday morning I left Stellenbosch at around 10H00 and took a slow cruise on the 701 along the R44, and via the dirt road along the Berg river to Hermon.
Then along the railway lines to Gouda, where I had a beer and a chat with Vaalbaas, in that nest of Boxers.
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I then trundled to the entrance to Nieuwekloofpass, where I climbed onto the old pass. After about 2kms I came to a dead-end, with wire closing the road off. At that instance a coloured woman walked past, over the edge and down a steep footpath to some labourers houses. I looked and it seemed do-able.
I drove off the edge of the old pass and onto the very steep footpath, which I realized I would not be able to get back up again, so it was forward only. I managed to eventually reach the tar road just as it exits Nieuwekloof on Tulbach's side, and continued into Tulbach. I rode through the town and turned left at the old hotel to go in search of a small farm where we spent a bit of time as primary school kids.
I could not find this place, so returned through Tulbach and towards Wolseley.
Just before Wolseley I felt the rear tyre deflating, and found a piece of wire sticking from the tyre. With both TUBLISS systyems still lying on my workbench at home. :xxbah: :xxbah: :xxbah: :xxbah:
Wolseley was closed. Solidly. Ironically the little Express shop at the garage had a tubeless repair kit. :imaposer: :imaposer:, but no tyreweld or such. I carried no tools either.
I continued at about 80kmph towards Wellington, stopping a few times to try and keep tyre temp manageable, but a few kays past Kalabash the beadings came off the rim and the tyre became too loose on the back for safe riding, especially through Bain's kloof pass.
I parked the bike and started hitching a ride. 4 Bikers stopped but I told them I'd rather leopardcrawl to Wellington than ride on a BMW. So they left in disgust.eepwall:
I started hitching a ride, and almost immediately a coloured guy stopped in a Government bakkie. He dropped me in Wellington, at the robot by the big cemetry, and about 5 minute later I found myself with a white family in an Isuzu bakkie. They dropped me at the R44 4-way stop outside Wellington.
I stood for around 10 minutes, and then got a lift in a Fortuner with a young black couple in it. They dropped me almost in front of my house. Wonderful people all over our country.
I then raced back in a Kia with a trailer in hot pursuit, I just could not shake that trailer off. :eek7: I was back at home again at 19H00.
Now I have to repair a puncture. :xxbah:
Yesterday morning I left Stellenbosch at around 10H00 and took a slow cruise on the 701 along the R44, and via the dirt road along the Berg river to Hermon.
Then along the railway lines to Gouda, where I had a beer and a chat with Vaalbaas, in that nest of Boxers.
ot:I then trundled to the entrance to Nieuwekloofpass, where I climbed onto the old pass. After about 2kms I came to a dead-end, with wire closing the road off. At that instance a coloured woman walked past, over the edge and down a steep footpath to some labourers houses. I looked and it seemed do-able.
I drove off the edge of the old pass and onto the very steep footpath, which I realized I would not be able to get back up again, so it was forward only. I managed to eventually reach the tar road just as it exits Nieuwekloof on Tulbach's side, and continued into Tulbach. I rode through the town and turned left at the old hotel to go in search of a small farm where we spent a bit of time as primary school kids.
I could not find this place, so returned through Tulbach and towards Wolseley.
Just before Wolseley I felt the rear tyre deflating, and found a piece of wire sticking from the tyre. With both TUBLISS systyems still lying on my workbench at home. :xxbah: :xxbah: :xxbah: :xxbah:
Wolseley was closed. Solidly. Ironically the little Express shop at the garage had a tubeless repair kit. :imaposer: :imaposer:, but no tyreweld or such. I carried no tools either.
I continued at about 80kmph towards Wellington, stopping a few times to try and keep tyre temp manageable, but a few kays past Kalabash the beadings came off the rim and the tyre became too loose on the back for safe riding, especially through Bain's kloof pass.
I parked the bike and started hitching a ride. 4 Bikers stopped but I told them I'd rather leopardcrawl to Wellington than ride on a BMW. So they left in disgust.
eepwall:I started hitching a ride, and almost immediately a coloured guy stopped in a Government bakkie. He dropped me in Wellington, at the robot by the big cemetry, and about 5 minute later I found myself with a white family in an Isuzu bakkie. They dropped me at the R44 4-way stop outside Wellington.
I stood for around 10 minutes, and then got a lift in a Fortuner with a young black couple in it. They dropped me almost in front of my house. Wonderful people all over our country.
I then raced back in a Kia with a trailer in hot pursuit, I just could not shake that trailer off. :eek7: I was back at home again at 19H00.
Now I have to repair a puncture. :xxbah:
