Day #7

Into the rotisserie

Two big hill descrbes the day with a little some’in some’in at the end.

I got the feeling we were travellin thru Scotland if it turned completely arid. The hill were strewn with white rock and the peaks were well rounded. Darrel put the “tree trunks”his term not mine, to action onthefirst climb and made up a bunch of spots. Maybe it was the thought that our wives and Darrells son Kiel were at the finish brandishing some cold Castles or us that made him move. The climb was very ong and very sustained but we sat in with our pace and just got’er done.


Day 7 Villesdoorp to Kleinmond
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From one valley to the next things can change dramatically. After the second water pint the climb summits on this red dirt with large trees that provide just a tease of shade.



Out on to the road and then a climb into the double secret “south African Insitiute for Sattelite and software Development” Three fences-6 foot chain link-electric razor wire-6 foot chain link. This is defineatley wee the aliens come for vacation.


So what’s up with the rotesseire?? Well let me esplain to ju!

We descend from the ET landing spot to a rolling valley trail that would take us to the coast with the promise of a cool ocean breeze. Riiiiiiight! There was a warm, no hot tail wind, in the valley blowing in from the desert to the north. Every time you went up hill you matched the wind speed, were in dead air and instantly broke out in a sweat EVERYWHERE! On the down hill you had to pedal to get going just fast enough to get in front of the wind for a minor cool down, then back up hill. It literally felt like rotessiere. Oh what was the temperature you ask. A mind melting 41 degrees that’s it.. This is the last picture I took before my camera oozed into a puddle of elecrtonics and plastic.



We had a beach finish and were rewarded with ice cream and smoochies from our wives.



The accommodations were a little sketchy. Just check out the paiting on Darrell’s wall. Look real close!!!