We arrived at Louis and Elsabe's place (HQ) in Rand around 16:00 today - flea-bitten, stung by mozzies and very, very tired; but in good spirits.The trip was a success, because we all made it back safely, apart from a few bruised knees - mostly Hennie's - thanks to the Van Zyl Vastrap. This intricate dance involves the rider opening the throttle while braking the front wheel. Well, that's the theory.
We spent the previous night at the slightly grimey Old Vic backpackers after making an easy transit through Ressano Garcia border post. Oh yes, we had to brush off the helpers first - guys who assist you through the simple process of crossing the border - useful, I suppose, if you're not very smart or maybe in a hurry and you don't know where to go first.
We thought we might make it to HQ, but we weren't keen on another bout of night riding after the previous night's dangerous journey from Inhambane to Xai-Xai. Imagine road works, potholes the size of Gauteng, and gentle rain that turn your helmet's visor into a kaleidoscope.
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