I decided to take a side road which was still pretty tough
riding until I crossed the N2 about 20kms later. Was a nice view at the
overpass. What made the next section bearable was that there were plenty trees
and vegetation on either side of the road which acted as wind breaker. Thank
god I thought. A small reprieve from the horror I had to experience over the
last couple days. I made up some good distance and if I had stayed on the N2, I
know I would be way further back. Hell, maybe I’d still be there in that kak
wind. Part of me wanted to camp in the renewable forests that were lined up
along the road but I kept pushing on. Came to the small town of Clarkson but
decided to push on. I crossed the N2 again and rode for a few kms before
getting a place to stay on a farm. Was stoked once again to be outta the wind.
If only I had wind breakers like this the whole way. |
Crossin the N2. |
Pretty awesome. |
Thank goodness. Trees. Windbreakers. |
I was really liking those mountains in the background and how they added to the scenery. |
Feeling like camping in those tree badboys. |
Crossing the N2 again. |
Boom. Sunset magic. |
Well hello you two. Thanks for not tearing my face off. |
We are here to bite your face. This could easily have been one of those moments where all hell could have happened. |
Distance 70kms
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