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Nyiko and her brother Teddy. Thanks for the wonderful stay you two. |
I was given a lift to the garage station I had arrived at
yesterday by
. I found that I had lost
my pepper spray which also had the keys to the lock of my bike cable. I
couldn’t help but feel a little unprotected now that I had no pepper spray even
thought at no actual point on this trip was I any situation that warranted me
using it. So I got my lock and off I went.
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Maybe I should just keep the shirt off. Get some sun on that milky white skin. |
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Left, left straight. Maybe just straight. |
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Hard times. |
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The somewhat last section before citrus farm territory started to happen. |
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Would have been refreshing to swim in. |
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Always fun to see these things. A sign of things to come indeed. |
The road was fairly straight forward with not much change in
scenery for about 60kms or so and it was also super hot again. So I rode past
Giyani then the turn off to Dumeri before the landscape changed to one of being
used for plenty of citrus farming. I welcomed the change and the rich rich
greens from the thousands of citrus trees being grown in the area. I spoke to a
reserve security guy and asked about a place to camp and he told me there
should be places up the road a little further.
I took my time riding along the wonderful scenery and decided to try my
luck on many of the farms in the area. I was obviously riding past quite a few
of them, but I only thought about approaching the ones that aren’t super far
off the main road. I turned into the closest one and asked the one house but
was told by the resident to ask her son down at the pakhuis so that is where I
went. Plus they had big dogs so maybe a good idea I wasn’t staying there.
So I rode about 200ms to the pakhuis and eventually spoke to
the owner boss of the area. He let me pitch my tent on a patch of grass just
outside their offices which was also next to his house. I was happy once again
to just lie down after another long ride and I was also happy to be offered
some tea or coffee from the tea lady who was still on duty. With the coffee also
came a whole bucket of citrus. Yes please! The grapefruits made for good eating
that afternoon and the following morning all covered in sugar. And it was a
good thing to be eating some fruit in general again. I was again offered a shower which I accepted
plus I was given a bowl of butternut soup with some bread which I ate along
with my other dinner. Thanks people.
Distance 74kms
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