Noordoewer (South Africa Summary)
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December 23rd, 2009 – by: runnofun
So I'm at the the South Africa/Namibia border. It's Christmas Eve!!! It took 822 km and 9 days of riding to get here. If you want to see my route check out the the map on the right.
I landed in Cape Town on 12/10 and did a few trail rides around Cape Town, which were great. The coast around Cape Town is amazing and in my opinion nicer then Big Sur of California. I tried to leave Cape Town on 12/13, but the winds wouldn't let me. Sounds weird, but the winds were so strong that I could hardly stand with the bike. The city became a huge wind tunnel. If I could have just got out of town I could have ridden those winds north.
Until a few days ago, I was mostly riding through farms. Then I got to the hilly semi-desert landscape.
I wake up most days at 4pm and start riding at first light. Not till 11am does it start to warm up above 30 C. I usually lay around in the warm afternoon and eat some more. If there is one staple of my diet, it's mint ice cream. It's a rare day if I don't consume 3 or 4 ice cream treats a day. I'm making so many bad diet habits that are going to be hard to break later.
I haven't seen much big wildlife. But I have seen all sorts of hawks, eagles, baboons, ostriches, rock hamsters, springboks and other smaller animals. All of the creatures are scared out of their minds of a dude on a bike. Which sucks when it comes to taking pictures.
This is a small milestone for me. I wouldn't let myself start thinking about the rest of the trip until I got here. I told myself it was just a trip to the border; then I'd see if I like it and if I could keep going. Now it has become a trip to the rest of Africa. All those doubts about not having enough time, not enjoying myself, having wildlife problems, getting mugged, whether the trip was worth leaving everything, and etc., have been put to rest. It's not easy telling everyone you're leaving everything to ride your bike through Africa. Even once you're here with the bike and all the gear, people still are not the most supportive. They wish you the best, but their faces are full of doubt and make you question what you're doing. So to finally reach this point - even faster then I'd planned - makes me feel like a master of that doubt. Just that sense of pride is so wonderful.
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