Day 12 - Spitskoppe to Windhoek +/- 400km's - Road less travelled!!That morning we wake up with a bit of sadness, we are sad as the trip got cut a bit short due to logistical issues, we are really sad that we are heading back to civilization ..................
To a certain extent I am also sad knowing that I will have to drive alone to the next town to get these bastards fuel, I will have to undo all my straps to load the fuel .......... UGH
That morning we strap on our luggage ......... and you guessed it .............Mr Rokstraps reminds us how amazing they are. Now for those of you who do not know what a Rokstrap is , it is purely a strap that holds stuff down and it can stretch a bit.....
Eswee has run out of batteries for his camera so I gave him mine, (want dis die tipe ou wat ek is). So the photos below is form Liams' camera........
We get to the gate of Spitskoppe and over the blue tooth I hear the first o f*k - Liam has once again forgotten to charge his bluetooth and camera ......... Ugh...........
So our plan for today was as follows: Drive as slow as possible to the next town and fuel , according to us it was about 17km's away, but we were on fumes.............
We splutter along at a extremely slow rate............. and it is painful ............. eventually we hit a tar road as well and we head for the nearest town, we are all amazed that the BMW's are still going, but we know it will not last long, each and every car passes us on the way and even the odd donkey cart hoots at us as it passes us....... low and behold we see the Engen sign ................... is it possible .................. my beast roars and jumps into motion accelerating like a bastard, I drive up to the attendant and they have fuel - we made it - mini high five all round !!
We go and reward ourselves with a breakfast at a local spot as we have no more food since we left it for the locals at Spitskoppe, and we plan our route for the day ....
As usual , food is great and coffee good, and I even make a good old friend...........
But there is something wrong, there are already too many people around, we are not the only ones in the coffee shop - it is not like it used to be ......
It is a funny feeling, but we have been alone all the time with the odd interjection with other people but for a very limited time then we were all alone again ........... and it was good - now you start noticing other tourists , peoples rude comments, manors etc.
So we decide we must get a route home that ensures we do not see any other cars or people again for the day ......... we plot our route and off we go........
A few km's later we are not sure which off ramp to take but eventually we find our spot.......
Now keep in mind that since my tyre was "gaar" I have traveled another +/- 900km's and is about to travel another 300km's - That's the same as telling someone "listen your tyre is f"ed, but I just want you to drive to Cape Town from Joburg" So maybe not the sharpest thing to do, but hey , also I cant really brake too much as there is limited grip.....
Boy oh boy was this a worthwhile reroute ...........
As we get onto the route Liam gets stung by a bee/wasp or something in the neck....................... moer funny ........ he drops to the ground shouting like a girl - unfortunately I have no camera
The rest of the road is amazing - there is no one on this route - we open gates between the farms etc etc. I will let the pics tell the rest of the story ..............
Moer mooi
It is just these massive uphills and twisty roads etc etc...(Adventure bikers dream)
Downhills etc.
We eventually get to the Windhoek District
And our trusty friend is their to greet us
We ride on - about 10 minutes later .........O f*k, from Eswee this time...... somehow he left his camelback (Water) somewhere - too bad boy !! It belongs to Namibia now ...........
Another few km's later we get the fright of our lives as we go around a corner and see another car .... - he must be lost
A few kms later we stop for photo and I think this captures the moment...... sadness....
We eventually hit the tar road and head into Windhoek .................what a time we had ...........
We go the lodge were we left my vehicle 2 weeks ago with just a note on the dash , and it is still there....... we off load our stuff and head for the bar get some beers , sit by the pool and drink some ,
(Itchy and scratchy from the trip)
that night we will have dinner in the restaurant (awfull as it was french cut ribs - very fatty) and we will sleep one last time in our tents - on a piece of cement
.......... or well some of us would, I slept in my car that night ..........
Day 13 - We load the bikes
and head for Kang (Botswana) it is 700km's on a donnerse straight road to Kang - we stop at a Shell to buy coffee and we feel claustrophobic - just too many people in a Shell shop even ......... we have a way to go still to adapt to mankind....
That road was so boring ....................
Day 14 - we travel from Kang back to our loved ones in Pretoria. another 700km's
In Summary:+/- 5 800 kms travelled
14 days away from home
11 days on the bikes
2 968kms on the bikes
Amazing adventure
Friends for life
Unforgettable
I went for a ride on my bike and ended up on a life changing adventure ............
Moments captured in time!
“You're never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true.”
― Richard Bach
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