It’s that time of year where you get up, go to work, it’s dark,
you get home from work it’s dark. Trying to find time to train for a multiday
ride across the Karoo is like trying to squash fleas with all five fingers!
This will be my third attempt at the great ride that is the Trans Karoo. I can’t wait to get out there! After all they say that third time’s the charm! However, I have mixed feelings of anticipation, excitement and anxiousness. Excited, to get out on the route and soak up all the scenery, hopefully not the rain. Anxious, of the long miles that lay ahead and cold or wet weather that could slowly ruin your day. But let’s not dwell in the midst of negativity.
This will be my third attempt at the great ride that is the Trans Karoo. I can’t wait to get out there! After all they say that third time’s the charm! However, I have mixed feelings of anticipation, excitement and anxiousness. Excited, to get out on the route and soak up all the scenery, hopefully not the rain. Anxious, of the long miles that lay ahead and cold or wet weather that could slowly ruin your day. But let’s not dwell in the midst of negativity.
The Karoo is a heartless witch. She takes no prisoners. She
conquers all who fail to plan to take on her endless dirt roads and dramatic rolling
hills. While in her presence I have often wondered if I should concede the day
to her, give up and get in the vehicle. But grab her by the horns and take her
on and if you’re strong enough she will show you her true beauty. You’ll get to
experience her more subtle side, finding respite amongst her many mountains and
the rivers that flow freely through her magnificent valleys. To catch a glimpse
of a pronking springbok or shy duiker. The fragrances of nature will be as
pleasant to you as the midday rays of sun that breakthrough the clouds.
In this place of freedom you’ll discover more about yourself
than you previously knew. Your mind will push you on even when you’re pedaling in
squares and you've left your lungs and legs far behind. Before you know it, you've
arrived to a warm welcome by a friendly farmer and his wife, who have opened
their homes to us wanderers passing by. You find a place to put your feet up
around the fire, stomach full and hot chocolate or beer in hand, listening to
all the stories of the day. Wishing you had a photographic memory to store all
the spectacular images that you passed that day. Your head hits the pillow just
as the light goes out and you can’t help but wonder what tomorrow brings.
Flippin brilliant! Can we leave NOW! Heck boet, did you have an english teacher by the name of Wayne Rademan by any chance? Cold shivers Terry. Why? Because everything you said is exactly as you say it is in this blog. All I can say is, "More than a tour..............an experience!"
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