Kleinmond To Lourensford Vineyard
The race that would not end!!!
So after yesterday dance on the surface on the sun what could be worse? I’ll tell you what. How about another trip up the valley of eternal heat!
Yep the stage re-traced the last 25 km on the day before. Now granted it was not 41 but with a late start and a desert head wind I felt like the villain in T2,just melting.
Darrell and I got thru it by putting our heads down and just kept riding. Once to the top of the broiler-esque climb it was into the shade of some trees and some fast road descents.
The route took us up to a National Park were we had to do a mandatory portage of our bikes. The pass we went thru was used by the Dutch settlers and you can see the ruts in the stone left by the wagons.
The finish line was quite impressive. We got our finisher medals on a big stage and then rounded the corner to a festival type atmosphere. There was a dee-jay up on stage playing great music and beer and food stalls everywhere.
Well, that’s that. We set out to achieve 3 things. Have Fun, enjoy the sights, and ride well. We accomplished all!! There are more photos and stories we are saving for when we get home but let’s talk about those over a nice cold beer!!
Cheers Jeff and Darrell.
P.S.
I might do the race again but I found a much easier mode of transport.
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how was the chafing on the ostrich?? did it feel soft and feathery like those toys that alana brought over?? woops we weren't supposed to talk about those!!! or did the lack of a chamois hurt the undercarriage.
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