Prince Albert and the passes 18th- 22nd March 2021 by Simon Groves My wife mentioned to me back in January that she would like a trip to Prince Albert. Erica is an accomplished artist and had read that this small town in the Karoo is home to some...
Dirt roads took us through the country side and into Greyton, with rolling green hills of the Overberg region that make me feel part of a Windows Wallpaper. Passing Khomeesdrif Camping Site and pulling into Riversonderend at half 10, we took a mix of tar and gravel to get to McGregor an hour later for brunch at the lovely, family run café, At The Courtyard.
As I woke up early Saturday morning, a wave of excitement was running through every single fiber of my existence. Today we leave on our weekend trip to Lamberts Bay! After a welcoming cup of coffee, we got up and started to get ready to leave for the Swartland 1-Stop,...
Kom ons gaan ry 'n entjie (14-17 February 2021) Words and pics: Michelle Bainbridge "Where do you want to go on bikes for Valentine's day?" I asked Better Half (BH). Expecting perhaps lunch at Cape Point, or Pearly's in Langebaan. "Sutherland" he said. OK......
The lodge was accommodating enough to send us off with a packed breakfast as they did the previous day so that we could leave at our usual early bird schedule. We went back up to Middelpos and then all the way down the R354 to Matjiesfontein. It was a strange sight we witnessed of a lone baboon, with no mountains for miles around.
After breakfast we left for Vanwyksdorp via the Rooiberg pass. The tar road turn to gravel and the the gravel road turns into a narrow road over the pass with some twisty rocky sections. The pass has a constant steep climb and you are soon elevated to beautiful views and a change in vegetation.
Once on my feet I saw that Peter had also gone down about 20 meters behind me. Warning the others, I was able to watch Stephan and Ernst make it through while Baron did a spectacular off in front of the camera.
Most of us took the route over the Franschoek Pass home. It was great seeing the dam 100% full, even the big yachts were out sailing. On the way home I stopped on at the Saggy Stone Winelands Pub and restaurant for a pint of my favourite craft beer in the shade of the Oak trees.
Coming down Hoek se Berg, we were treated to visas of wild flowers down in the Biedouw Valley where we stopped for roadside lunch at 12:00 just before rising up the Kouberg Pass to Wupperthal. Going through the town, you can see clear evidence of fire damage in the area. Everything happens slow in this area, and one can’t blame them, the journey to the outside world (and resources) is a long expedition away.
In a sincere effort to be socially distant, we packed a picnic and flask for lunch. We set off at 09:00 and up the N1 this time and over the top of du Toits. At least that’s what I’m told because I couldn’t see a bloody thing with the sun in my eyes! Next time we’ll leave earlier, I promise. I entered a very blissful state, coming down into the eastern catchment area, surrounded by dramatic mountain faces watching over the morning travelers. Even though we had a long day ahead of us, I was in no hurry. Unusual for me, but I was enjoying it.
What a glorious start to the MotoGP 2020 season! I cannot write about motorcycling without mentioning the aliens that are those racers. Seeing as almost every weekend from now until November will have either MotoGP or WSBK race weekend, I hereby declare that all Sunday breakfast runs will be held on Saturdays for the rest of 2020 (Apologies to the club ride leaders if this causes issues…whoops)