Old Legs 2018 Tour
Blog Entry 38 - Day 21
We were on the road out of Kenhardt for 30 minutes already before the sun got up and out of bed. The stark beauty of the desolate landscape we were riding through moved me - but only at a paltry 23 kph. Which meant 7 hours in the saddle, riding through nothing.
Riding through a desert ravaged by the worst drought in a hundred years, some parts of the Bushmanland haven’t had a rainy season in 4 years, got me to thinking about global warming. Which got me to thinking about my man bits buried beneath 3 layers of padding. Which got me thinking about Dick of Day. Which got me thinking Donald Trump. Donald - as the leader of the most industrialized nation in the world, what were you thinking when you pulled the US out of the Paris climate change agreement? Donald - you are my Dick of the Day.
Before we rode out of Kenhardt, our neighbors in the Kambro Kind Guesthouse, Johan and Christelle Buys asked us if they could pray for us as a riding group and also for all of Zimbabwe. It was very moving and very heartwarming. Johan, a keen mountain biker, has promised to visit us in Zimbabwe soon.
The leg we rode today was 146 km. We worked hard as a group and made good time, in part because of a favorable tail wind but mostly because of the caliber of conversation. Below an excerpt. (Please bear in mind this is Day 21 of our 27 Day Tour.)
Dave - Cape Town is a long way on a bike
Me- What makes you say that?
Dave - Well we’ve been doing this for a while now and we’re still not there.
Me after a lengthy pause - Why don’t you stage a break away?
Dave- What? For Brandvlei? But it’s still 116 km to go.
Me - Yes. Put the hammer down now. I won’t be expecting you to break away from so far out. And you’ll win the stage.
Dave - OK
Ryan and Jen pushed us on the breakfast stop, stopping at 75 kms instead of the agreed 60 kms. I am staggered by how much I’m eating. E-Pap, Cereal, Yoghurt, 1x Banana, 2x 500 mls Protein Shake, 1 packet of Jelly Babies, 2 x Mars Bars, 1 packet of salted nuts and raisins. And all of that before the breakfast stop. And none of it is going to my legs.
We shared the love on the road all day long with passing truckers, motorists and motor bike riders. There was a lot of feel good out there.
We’re staying at the Kolarita Guesthouse in Brandvlei, the tiniest of villages. Our host, 80 year old former farmer Kola won’t let us pay for our accommodation. He told us that Hendrik and Este Roux, our friends from Kanoneiland, have already paid for our accommodation. And for our meals at the Windpomp, run by Colette and Lenie, quite possibly the coolest pub/ restaurant in SA. And home to the best hamburgers in the world. Hendrik and Este - thank you so very much. You are the best.
Our trip to and from the Windpomp tonight highlighted the huge hole in our exit strategy out of Cape Town, in a little over a week’s time. To get to the restaurant we had to drive through Brandvlei with 3 outside the car, 2 on the running boards and 1 on top of the tow hitch hanging on to the roof rack.
The inside of the support car is almost as bad as the inside of my kitbag. I had to go into my kitbag in search of a pair of long pants to wear to the Windpomp. While I was in there, I had a look for my 5th favorite padded ride shorts missing since the Matopos Heritage Ride in March but still no luck. Alas.
We are riding to Cape Town to raise money for Zimbabwe’s pensioners, left destitute and penniless by 3 decades of economic stupidity and mismanagement. Today we are profiling Sarah, just one of thousands of Zimbabwe pensioners that we’re pedaling to help. Please share her story. And please help us get to our target of $55,000 raised. So far we have raised $19,000. To donate, follow the prompts on our Facebook page or on www.oldlegstour.co.zw
In closing I’d like to thank Jeremy Brooke and the Cardinal Corporation and Rory White and his team at Eaton and Young for sponsoring the Old Legs Tour. Without your help, it would not have happened.
Tomorrow we ride 150 kms to Calvinia for our third and last rest day of the Tour.
Until then, enjoy and pedal if you can.
Eric Chicken Legs de Jong