Surfing and turtles

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“Get off ME ya ejjit!”

We rode to Jeffery’s Bay, the place where surfers hang according to advertising.  It was the wrong time of year for them and our camp site right on the beach was quite but the woman advised us not to camp on the front part by the beach as they just had a break-in on one of the campers parked out on its own.  We had a lazy few days, eating ice cream, doing bike maintenance and went to a private game reserve up in Port Elizabeth.  After travelling right down through Africa I was ready to see some African animals, from their Landrover as motorbikes can’t enter for obvious reasons (meals on wheels!).  It was impressive to see rhino up really close, giraffes and cheetahs with her young.

  

On leaving the camp site the woman only charged us for 2days instead of our 4days and we set off in search of the famous biker route of the Bavianskloof Nature Reserve.

Wouldn’t want to be on the wrong end of those!!
  My straight line approach was stopped by a closed gate saying private road so doubled back onto the tar and found the reserve easily.  Once inside we found a nice spot to stop and eat a snack, in the dry rocky hills you could hear the baboons calling.  I was a very nice area, peaceful and quiet.

 

The track through the reserve was being improved from the years of water erosion carving ruts in the stony track, changing it from a technical enjoyable route to an enjoyable route I thought.  At the top of a mountain section we meet three other dirty bikers all loaded up and they looked like other overlanders.  When I stopped and spoke to them it turned out to be three friends off for a few days riding, two of them were not so talkative (maybe intimidated by my capable KTM machine!! Hehehe) and continued but the other still maybe a little drunk from the night before spoke for a while.

Feeling high…
 

 

We saw monkeys, baboons and spring buck as we continued through this beautiful place, crossing a few rivers (under strict instruction from Paulina that she didn’t want to get wet! And then cold!!, “yes dear!” I said hehehe).  I went through at a gentle speed but fast enough for a safe crossing.  Near the end of the reserve we came across a huge turtle by the side of the route.  Remembering the small turtle strapped on the rear rack of a local bike in the Democratic Republic of Congo with the guy making fun of it and was going to be dinner I decided this one would not be BBQ‘ed and I move it off the road away from any other locals like him.  We made a few photos first though then I placed it safely off the road in a better direction.  Further on I lifted another equally large turtle off the road and over the fence.  Further on outside of the reserve we camped at a site with no other people and eat warm fresh homemade bread keeping ourselves warm from dead wood scavenged from the rough hillside by the campsite.  Life is good.

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“Get off ME ya ejjit!”
“Get off ME ya ejjit!”
Wouldn’t want to be on the wrong…
Wouldn’t want to be on the wron…
Feeling high…
Feeling high…
Leopard with her wee ones
Leopard with her wee ones
“(((A firm push and she’s gone…
“(((A firm push and she’s gon…
George the turtle hitching a ride …
George the turtle hitching a ride…
Jeffrey’s Bay
photo by: MrDuck