Friday, it's winter in the Western Cape, but the urge to ride a bit is always there Koedoeskloof country lodge is on the brain Who's going to join? sleeping over is a must, camping in a tent, a must Phoned a few friends, this one's doing this, that one's is doing that, bla-bla-bla Are you a biker, or not One guy with a Buel is in, another with a KLR, that's quite obvious :whistle: Packed and ready to go, the guy on the KLR is late As we are good friends, we wait for each other, all together now And off we went, after about 20 km's, the fog started moving in, it was thick, it was wet and it was cold, and it was miserable We stopped at a bakery and fresh hot pies and steaming coffee was the answer for the cold Nice and warm, and off we went, just to hit another fog patch, we pushed through and as the fog cleared, the sun came out, and it was warming up Visited an old church, corner stone laid 1921 Off to Kogmanskloof and on to Montagu, the scenery, stunning On to the gravel stuff, after all, we ride dual purpose bikes Another "sex shop" on the road, with no meaning at all A "windpomp", a wind driven pump for getting water into a dam, for water for animals and irrigation Arriving at the camp site, tents pitched and ready for a good evening with nice friends Towerkop, a beacon on the mountain range, that can be seen from a distance away, still covered with a bit of snow And just there, the battery of the camera stopped working, I presume it's from the icy cold conditions on the bike the morning drive in the fog Plan "B", the cellphone's camera has got to do the trick, alas, it's a phone first, with a camera, but it's better than nothing Had some nice burgers for dinner After some ice cold beers, a mug of coffee, it was off to bed, quite chilly but bearable Next morning we went to Seweweekspoort - Seven weeks poort - directly translated, it took the old wagons seven weeks to travel through this poort First, fuel up, for the rest of the trip From here on it was all the way home, a great weekend getaway to charge the human batteries, for yet another week of slave driving to be able to do it when the urge get's too big A nice 750 km roundabout with great friends
