Tuesday, September 15, 2009

more sand

I must have fallen over 4 times. And when I was going forward i had to use my legs to help the bike along and keep me upright. I was completely out of my depth. When I had burnt all my energy I asked Mike to take over while slumped into the seat next to Mieke. My clothes were soaked with sweat. My mates soldiered on while I enjoyed the aircon and the carrots and hard-boiled eggs Mieke had packed. I must have had 5 eggs that day while the others matched or bettered this.
At long last we reached the small ferry port of Catembe.

1 comment:

  1. Trail riding requires a fair amount of insanity, or stupidity, I can never remember.

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