2019 To Hell and Back

To Hell and Back 2019

Na 2016 se To Hell and Back het ek gesê ek sal die wedren slegs weer ry indien iemand my vra om te ry! Dit gebeur toe middel Oktober toe Garreth Sexton, saam met wie ek Trans Baviaans gedoen het, my vra of ek nie iemand, wat onttrek het, se plek wil in neem. Nadat ek Sue se goedkeuring gekry het, het die onderhandelinge begin. Die voordeel van te “sub” is dat die koste gewoonlik verminder. Dit was toe ook die geval en ek het die inskrywing teen ‘n afslag beding. 

Die reling was dat ons twee groepe van drie sou maak en so Oudtshoorn toe ry. Ek moes vir Johan de Bruyn in Pinehurst, Durbanville optel en dan deur ry na Garreth in De Wynlanden en dan sou ons drie saam ry. Maandag begin nie goed nie! Ek ontwikkel ‘n loop maag! Teen Donderdag het dit nog nie opgeklaar nie, maar gelukkig voel ek nie “pap” nie. 

Donderdagoggend kry ek ‘n oproep van SARS wat my die geleentheid gee vir ‘n 08:00 afspraak op Vrydag om ‘n BTW aansoek in te dien. So ‘n geleentheid laat mens nie verby gaan nie! Ons relings verander toe so ‘n bietjie met Garreth wat die Stellenbosch se drie tal 09:00 optel en ek en Johann wat 10:00 vanaf Pinehurst vertrek. Alles werk mooi uit en ons kom ooreen om op Barrydale te groepeer. Ek en Johann kom so ‘n halfuur na die ander daar aan. Hulle het toe al klaar ge-eet, maar ons bestelling, wat ons per WhatsApp aangestuur het, is oppad. Hulle verterk so 15-minute voor ons. Ons kom almal veilig by Ou Tol Gastehuis, so 10 km vanaf die wegspring plek, aan. Nadat ons begasie afgelaai het, ry ons De Hoek toe om te registreer en nommers op te tel. Terug by die gastehuis, bestel ons pizza’s van die restaurant in die pad af. Dit is ‘n bestelling wat ons beslis nie sal herhaal nie, maar ons het darem vol gekom. Intussen hou my maag.

Saterdagoggend is dit vroeg opstaan want ons begasie moet teen 06:15 op die trok wees wat dit na die kampterrein in Gamkaskloof moet neem. Ons motors los ons by De Hoek. Ek beleef ‘n oomblik van “spanning” toe ek agter kom dat my Garmin by my begasie op die trok is terwyl ek reg is om weg te spring. Gelukkig is my sak by die vragmotor se agterdeur en is daar nog laat kommers wie se begasie ingelaai word. Ek haal die gou uit my sak en plaas die sak terug in die trok.

Die weer het heel week aangedui dat ons reën kan verwag. Die lug is nou egter redelik oop en dit is nie koud nie. Ons spring op die kop 07:00 weg. Na ‘n aanvanklike afdraend, begin ons met ‘n gelydelike klim op die teerpad Swartbergpas toe. Na ‘n paar kilometer word ons afgely na jeep tracks deur ‘n plaas wat later weer by die teerpad aansluit. Kort na die aansluiting verander die teer in grond. Van nou af sal ons nie weer teer sien voordat ons Sondag weer by die pad met die terugkeer, aansluit nie. Die Swartbergpas klim klink erger as wat dit is. Ons klim 840 meter in die eerste 19 kilometer to op die hoogste punt van die pas. Dit neem my 1:41. Dit word gevolg deur ‘n kort afdraend (3 km) na die afdraai pad Hell toe. Hier is ‘n kennisgewingsbord wat sê “ 37 km maar laat twee uur se ry tyd toe”! Dit is per motor! Die toestand van die pad is oor die algemeen baie rof. Oor die volgend 30 km verloor ons geleidelik hoogte tot ‘n laagte punt van 703 meter. Indien daar na die profiel gekyk word lyk dit maklik, maar ry hom en jy kom gou agter dat daar heelwat klimme oor daardie 30 km is. 

Die eerste waterpunt is kort na die afdraai en ons groep “hergroepeer” hier. Dit is nou behalwe vir Andy wat almal al teen Swartbergpas agter gelaat het. Ons sal hom eers weer by die einde sien. Ons bly redelik bymekaar tot by waterpumt 2 waar ons ‘n halwe Spur Burger kry. Ons spring weer as ‘n groep weg, maar die die groep verdeel gou in twee met ek en Johann aan die voorpunt en die ander drie so ‘n entjie agter ons. Ek en Johann handhaaf ‘n lekker pas en begin die laaste paar bulte na 3:14 in die saal. Johann voel hy kan miskien nog in onder 4 uur klaar maak en stoot aan. Ek vat die bulte teen ‘n meer gemaklike pas en bestyg die laaste kruin na net mooi 4 uur. Ek het gelukig hierdie pad gedurende Julie tydens die Freedom Challenge gery, so ek ken al “Heartbreak Hill” se valse eindpunte! Daar is ten minste drie van hulle! Van hier is dit alles afdraend einde toe. Ek maak in 4:09 klaar, 15-minute langer as 2016. Ek eindig 93ste!

Ons kry ons tente en gaan staan in die ry om te stort. Almal wat uit die storte kom, kla oor die te kort aan waterdruk in die storte. Toe ek uiteindelik my beurt kry en die kraan oopdraai, kan ek nie lekker verstaan wat die problem is nie. Die water loop goed en ek maak myself goed nat en net daar droog die water op! Ek is naderhand verplig om die wasbak se water te gebruik om myself af te spoel! Ek is darem redelik skoon en droog maar die orige seep af. Middag ete is in die tent. Ons sit in ‘n groep en eet en drink baie water. Die temperatuur moet in die dertigs wees. Die res van die die middag word deurgebring deur rond te sit en te gesels. Van die ouens dra hulle mattrasse na ‘n koelte kol en slaap. Ek gaan sit later in die vermaaklikheidstent en luister musiek. So verwyl ons die tyd. Teen 17:00 kom almal so een-een by die tent aan. Die gaskunstenaar vermaak ons met musiek. ‘n Paar prys vir dit en dat, word uitgedeel en 18:00 begin aandete.

Aandete bestaan uit ‘n steak, hoender sosatie en stuk wors, wat jy self moet braai, op kole wat hulle voorsien. Daar is ook heerlike slaaie en vars plaas brood. Ons is teen 19:00 reg om te gaan slaap. Hier is nie veel anders om te doen nie! Die gas unstenaar het weer begin musiek maak, maar dit het teen 20:00 tot ‘n einde gekom. Teen 21:00 is dit doodstil. 

Sondagoggend is ons weer vroeg aan die gand om seker te maak dat ons begasie teen 06:15 op die trok is. Onbyt word vanaf 05:30 bedien en bestaan uit ‘n keuse van Oats, Weetbix of Museli. Geen rede om honger te begin nie. Toe ek my fiets neem, sien ek ‘n lap op die grond. Tot my verbassing is dit my Buff wat ek die vorige dag oor my fiets gehang het om droog te word. Dit sou my later in die dag goed te pas kom!

Ons is teen 06:30 reg om te begin. Die gesig van waar ons die eerste 5-kilometer moet uit, is nie baie bemoedigend nie! Ons moet 500 meter in die eerste 4.75-kilometer klim! Die wiele begin so kort na 07:00 rol. Dit is aanvanklik ‘n problem om aan die gang te kom. Dit neem seker so 5-minute vir die bottelnek om voldoende uit te dun sodat ons behoorlik aan die gang kan kom. Ek neem 46-minute om tot bo te kom. Vandag begin ek as agter os en kom laaste van ons groep by waterpunt 1. Johann het die hasepad gekies en ons sal hom eers weer by die einde sien. Shaun, Garreth en Johannes is so ‘n paar meter voor my. Ons is nou besig om by Heartbreak Hill af te gaan, so die pas is warm. Ek haal die ander drie manne na ‘n rukkie in en ons ry tydelik saam. Waar ons die vorige dag 30-kilometer se afdraend gehad het, het ons nou 30-kilometer se opdraend! Daar is darem so elke nou en dan ‘n afdraend. By waterpunt 2 word ons ingelig dat dit 6 gade en nat op Swartbergpas is! Dit is nie iets om na uit te sien nie. Dit is nou bewolk en daar is ‘n klammigheid in die lug. Gelukkig reën dit nie en dit is nie te koud nie. Ek is nou redeiik jammer dat ek nie my baadjie, wat by my begasie is, by my het nie. Die grond is ook klam en die son is baie skaars. By waterpunt 3 vra ek die ouens om my te help om die Buff, wat ek vroeër by my fiets gekry het, op my bors onder my fietsry hemp in te sit om te help om die koue uit te hou! Dit was nou voorwaar ‘n geluk dat ek vergeet het om dit saam met my begasie te sit. Dit help baie om die koue so ‘n bietjie te beperk oor die laaste paar kilometers.

By die aansluit van die Oudsthoorn/Prins Albert-pad is dit heelwat natter. Daar val ook so elke nou en dan ‘n regte Kaapse reënbui. Ons klim nou die laaste deel na die bopunt van die pas en dit help om die liggaam warm te hou. Die mis is so dig dat mens nie meer as 50-meter ver kan sien nie. Bo-oor die top is die pad heelwat natter en ook baie modderig. Die reën was nou net genoeg om die bolaag in ‘n modderige laag te verander. Die pad is ook redelik glad met die gevolg dat ek nie die kans wil neem om te vining te ry nie. Ek wil nie op die laat stadium van die wedren val nie! Die motors op die pas is ook baie versigtig en ons fietsryers gaan by die meeste van hulle verby. My hart verbly toe ons eindelik by die teer uitkom. Dit is egter van korte duur aangesien ons weer afgely word na die jeep tarck deur die plaas. Die jeep track is nog meer modderig as die pas! Ek is redelik bly toe ons weer die teer bestyg. Van hier af is dit gelukkig teer tot die einde, maar daar is so ‘n lastige bult net voor die einde. Die bene hou darem en ek maak in 4:39 in die 103de plek klaar. 

So eindig ‘n heel suksesvolle To Hell en Back. Dit bly ‘n uitdaging en ‘n wedren wat weereens die bevrediging gee van die genoegdoening wat saam met die suksesvolle voltooiing daarvan gaan.

Resultaat: 

Dag 1 4:09:02; 93/254; 1,707 meter geklim en 1,802 gedaal; 2,255 kalorië verbrand; maksimum temperatuur 32 en minimum 11.

Dag 2 4:37:29; 103/242; 1,875 meter geklim en 1,751 gedaal; 2,323 kalorië verbrand; 

Maksimum temperatuur 19 en minimum 5.

Algeheel 107de uit 275 deelnemers; totale tyd 8:46:31

2019 Trans Baviaans

Die plan was dat ek en Coenraad Fick weer die Trans Baviaans saam sou aandurf. As derde lid het hy vir Garreth Sexton, wat saam met hom werk, nader getrek. Nettie Fick het egter ‘n pos in Nederland aanvaar en die Ficks is middle Junie oor Nederland toe. Coenraad het beplan om vir middle Augustus in SA te wees vir werk en wel deel te neem. Ons drie het dus op 8 Junie saam ‘n oefen rit op Durbanville se agterpaaie gehad. Coenraad se relings het egter skeef geloop en hy moes onttrek. Ek en Garreth het toe besluit om as tweeman span deel te neem.  Op 29 Julie het ons ondersteunings bestuurder ook onttrek. Die problem het ons opgelos gekry deur met my broer te reël om ons ‘n geleentheid te gee vanaf Jeffreysbaai na Willowmore, waar ons een van die motors sou agter laat.

Ek het net na 08:00 op Vrydag uit Bloubergstrand vertrek. By Garreth se huis het ons die fietse op sy feitsrak gesit en mer sy motor die rit Willowmore toe aangepak. Langs die pad het ons, soos gewoonlik, by Diesel en Cream stil gehou vir middagete. Ons was net na 16:00 in Willowmore. Registrasie het glad verloop, die houer vir waterpunt 4 (Bergplaas), met ekstra klere en warm baadjies, is afgegee en ons was voor 18:00 by Marlu Gasteplaas. My broer, wat vir sy seun ondersteun het, was ook reeds daar en sy seun en die se spanmaat het ongeveer 19:00 daar ge-arriveer. Martin, die gasheer, het soos gewoonlik gebraai en ons het lekker gesellig in hulle braaikamer saam gekom vir aandete.

Ontbyt was 07:00 reg en ons vat net na 07:30 die pad Willowmore toe. Gee houer vir Waterpunt 3, wat my ligte en ‘n warm baadjie in gehad het, af en gaan na die gastehuis waar ons gereël het om die ekstra motor te parkeer. Nou was dit net die groot wag toe 10:00 vir die begin van die wedren.

Ons het die vorige aand na die weer gekyk en tot ons ontsteltenis agtergekom dat daar Vrydag ‘n Weste wind gewaai het, wat Sateradg sou omdraai na Suid-Oos (reg van voor) en dan Sondag weer Wes sou waai. Ons moes dus maar verlief daarmee neem dat ons heeldag teen die wind sou ry. Dit was dan ook so, maar gelukkig was die darem nie te sterk nie. Net sterk genoeg om ‘n bietjie ekstra energie uit ons bene te trek. Die gevolg was dan dat ons 20 minute langer as verlede jaar geneem het om by die eerste waterpunt uit te kom. Die eerste deel van die pad was omtrent in die selfde toestand as verlede jaar met heelwat sinkplaat maar darem ook groot dele waar ons dit kon vermy.

Na die aanvanklik klim is daar natuurlik meer afdraand as opdraand tot by die Waterpunt 1. Oor die eerste 30 kilometer klim ons 330 meter en oor die volgende 80 kilometer sou ons 900 meter daal! Wanneer jy ry kom jy nie agter dat jy so baie hoogte verloor nie. Die wil voorkom asof groot dele van die pad wel gelyk is, maar dit voel beslis nie heelpad afdraand nie. Ons het ‘n redelik goeie tempo oor die stuk gehandhaaf en ek en Garreth het vir groot gedeeltes ‘n hele tou ander deelnemers op ons agter wiele gehad. Die pas waarteen ons gery het was blykbaar so dat niemand by ons wou oorneem nie, maar ons het ons self darem ook nie ooreis nie. Om die waarheid te sê ek het dit nogal geniet om voor te ry.  Jy bepaal dan die pas en hoef jou nie te bekommer oor die person voor jou se pas nie. Ons het ook nou in groepe van eenderse sterkte gery, met die gevolg dat dieselfde deelnemers gewoonlik in ons omgewing was.

Ons lê die eerste 114 kilometer (halfpad) in 5:40 af. Net voor Waterpunt 3 klim ons Grasnekpas uit. Ons bereik waterpunt 3 na 6:25. Teen hierdie tyd het die baie water in van die laagwaterbruggies en die rowwe pad oppervlakte, ons momentum negatief begin affekteer. Daar was een heel komies geval by ‘n langerige en modderige waterstrook,. Ek het ses weke van tevore tydens die Freedom Challenge in die teenoorgestelde rigting hier deur gery. Almal was nou egter besig om deur te stap want hulle was nie bewus hoe diep die poel was nie. Hulle verbassing was redelik groot toe ek heel gemaklik deurry. Vooraf kennis van omstandighede is gewoonlik voordelig! Garreth se rug het hom so ‘n bietjie begin pla maar dit het ons pas te erstig be-invloed nie.

Na Waterpunt 3 kom “langwater”, die “fangs”en dan Holgatpas of te wel MAC (Mother of All Climbs). Die afstand tusse Waterpunt 3 en 4 is 12.5 kilometer en ons klim 490 meter, Dit neem ons 1:50 en ons kom na 8:40 in die saal daar aan. Teen hierdie tyd is dit al donker. Die donkerte het ons net voor die einde van die klim gevang. Hier word ons ingewag deur lekker sop en vars klere! Ek en Garreth  raak ontslae van ons nat gesweette tops en sokkies, wat deur die water is, trek droë klere en ‘n paar ekstra lae aan. Ek het ‘n paar Sealskinz sokkies, wat waterdig is, ingepak en kan dus dubbel sokkies aan elke voet trek om hitte in te hou en die Sealskinz sal die klamheid van die natskoene uithou. Garreth oorkom sy natskoen problem deur ‘n plastiek sak oor elke voet te trek! Ons spandeer 38 minute hier.

Dit is redelik mistig op die berg en ons daal versigtig teen die Combrinckpas af. Links van ons is daar donker afgronde en regs is daar kranse! Wanneer ons onder kom is dit redelik aanskoulik om die liggies teen die pas te sien af kom. Die padoppervlakte teen die pas af is ook baie rof, maar wanneer ons onder kom is dit heel wat beter en ook redelik gelyk met ‘n klein klimmetjie elke nou en dan. Dit neem ons 40 minute om die 15 kilometer van die pas af te ry  Die volgende 20 kilometer sluit grootendeels die Grootrivierpoort in. Ons handhaaf hier ‘n goeie pas en kom na 10:51 by die Hadley pakstoor, Waterpunt 5, aan. Ons eet vining ‘n “chip roll”en val na 12 minute weer in die pad.

Die einde is nou in sig met nog net 50 kilometer oor. Ongelukkig lê die “neverender”en ‘n paar lastige bultjies nog in ons pad. Oor die volgende 20 kilometer klim ons amper 300 meter. Dit sluit die “neverender” en die “onbemande” kontrole punt 6 in. Dit word gevolg deur 7 kilometer, wat meesal afdraand is, na Waterpunt 7. Hier word ons ingewag deur ‘n waffel en Milo!  Garreth het teen hierdie tyd beslis die einde geruik en ek moet my litte roer om by te hou. Die pad einde toe sluit ‘n verskydenheid pad oppervlaktes in. Aanvanklik is dit ‘n kort enkelspoor wat ons na ‘n plaaspad toe neem.

Dit sluit die “MiniMAC”, ‘n 80 meter klim oor ‘n afstand van 1 kilometer, in. Daarna sluit ons by ‘n goeie distrikspad aan tot by die begin van die laaste 6 kilometer. Dit is ‘n enkelspoor is wat al langs die treinspoor loop. Dit neem ons 26 minute om die 6 kilometer af te lê.

Ons kom na 14:47 by die einde aan. Moeg maar tevrede! Totale afstand volgens my Garmin was 227.02 kilometer en ons het 2,749 meter geklim en 3,419 meter gedaal. Totale ry tyd was 13:13, dus het ons stoptyd by waterpunte 1:34.

Freedom Challenge RASA 2019 Reflection

FCRASA 0219 Reflection

So what do you say after such an epic journey? The Freedom Challenge motto of Adventure Guaranteed was achieved. This was a journey that was very adventurous and I had a great adventure. My expectation from the race was fulfilled. Having done it before in 2014, I knew what I was letting myself in for and this time was even better. This year my aim was to be the first 70 year old to complete this challenge.

My original plan was to ride 19 and half days, and I managed to keep to that schedule all the way. I was greatly helped in achieving this objective by the people of Group two, with whom I departed from Pietermaritzburg on 18 June. Up to Rhodes we rode as a unit, and although there were some splits towards the end of some of the days, we always gathered together again at the end of the day and planned the next day’s start as a unit. This was reduced to six as Sarah was always only going as far as Rhodes and RG du Toit had a plane to catch!

From Rhodes the six of us stuck together up to Jakkalsfontein, where cracks stated to appear. My schedule had the next stop as Toekomst, but some of the people in the group wanted a shorter day. Willem Kamstra also decided to follow his own strategy and left us. Johan Radcliffe and myself decided to split from the other three after Struishoek and had a fantastic ride together from there on.

What can I say about Johan Radcliffe! This guy, who made it very clear at the briefing that we do not share the same religious believes, did more for me during the rest of the journey than anybody could expect from his best and most loyal friend, and we only met on 17 June for the first time! Our relationship started forging when we were the only two who decided to go around and cross the Umkomaas on the bridge and not get our feet wet by walking through the river. He is 20 years younger than me and could have left me whenever he felt like it, but he liked this “old man’s” race schedule and strategy and decided to sick with me. Every now and then he would leave me and skittle up a hill or down the road, only to wait for me to catch up again a little later. When we encountered head winds, he would spend more time in front, but we also worked together quite well on a number of occasions by rotating every kilometer. Sometimes I did not know where the strength came from, but I managed to do my share. We had a wonderful time together, stopping for snacks and chatting as we cycled along. Johan is great conversationist and loves talking. I tend to listen more, but we gelled! He would share his mussels or sardines with me and I would share my biltong and droëwors with him. We became a great team and I really enjoyed his company!

Then came Stettyns. I had my doubts and fears about getting up the last hill of Stettyns and as it turned out, it was not unfounded. By this stage, my strength was low and I really had trouble getting up that hill. A while before we got to that point, Johan saw that I was struggling with carrying my bike. He then suggested that I take my saddlebag, which weighed about 5 kg (probably the same weight as Johan’s rucksack), off and he stuffed it into his rucksack and carried it for the rest of the way. During the first half of the final hill, Johan would carry his bike some way up the hill, leave it there and then come back and take my bike up to his bike, while I struggle up the hill. This carried on until we were half way up, when Leon Erasmus, my brother’s son and a racing snake who joined us at 02:00 that morning, appeared on top of the hill. He directed us, but seeing how I was struggling, came down and carried my bike up the rest of the way. I am not sure if I would have made it up that hill without this help!

Leon Erasmus said that he would stay with me once he caught up with me and was true to his word. It is a bit of a shame that it only happened at the top of Stettyns as I would have loved to spend more time in his company, but it was a great joy to do the last number of kilometers in one another’s company and cross the finish line together. It must also have been a great feeling for my brother to be able to witness and experience this.

The low point of my journey was when I crashed on the hill down towards Killian Pass just before Rossouw. That could have ended my race, but I came through with only a brased knee and no headlight. Here I must thank Harko de Boer, who lent me his second light for the rest of the journey.

At the end of something as mammoth as this, there must be some thank yous! The first must go to my wonderful wife Sue, who was at the other end of the line every night when we had cell phone or wi-fi and we could phone her. Initially she was not too keen on me doing this grueling race again, but after I completed it she said she was glad I did it and that she was proud of what I achieved! Her encouragement carried me daily. Also all the people on my WhatsApp Group with their positive commentary! That helped me to make sure I do not disappoint them. The race organisers for putting up and excellent event again. We were blessed with the most wonderful weather! We had a number of difficult days with the wind, but generally the weather was just about perfect. There were a number of days when I just had to hang in there and give my best to survive! My motto then was "we shall prevail" and prevailed we did!

I must also thank the Lord Jesus Christ for giving me the strength; faith and self believe to achieve this journey. I worked out a schedule and in spite of some very difficult days, managed to keep to it right to the end.

Total time 19 days 13 hours 55 minutes; total riding time 247 hours 34 minutes; total distance 2,168 kilometers; 33,195 meters of climbing; average speed 8.74 k.p.h.; fastest day 11.92 from Willowmore to Prince Albert; slowest day 3,62 from Trouthaven to Diemersfontein via Stettynskloof; longest day 170 km from Kudukaya, Cambria to Willowmore at 170 km; shortest day Hadley to Kudukaya via the Osseberg and Grootriver at 48 km, which was also to second slowest day; lonest day 16 hours 28 minutes from Prince Albert to Rouxpos via Gamkaskloof and the Ladder; shortest day 8 hours 9 minutes from Vuvu to Rhodes via Mcambalala and Naudesnek Pass at 8 hours and 9 minutes. 

Freedom Challenge RASA day 20

FCRASA day 20

The end is in sight, but with the Freedom Challenge you must never start celebrating before crossing the finish line! There have been cases of guys giving up on the last stage. Last year Jacques Tattersall survived by finding late night refuse in the Mountain Club hut and in 2916, Martin Dryer, a multiply winner, nearly succumbed to the cold when he fell into the river at night and had to survive until daylight before getting out of the kloof. It probably cost him an additional 6 hours onto his winning time and still best time of 10 days 12 hours. RG du Toit, who finished on Saturday, had two attempts in getting through and stated that if he did not meet up with Jacques Tattersall this year, he would have given up!

We decided to get going at 05:00. At this point Leon and his companions, were still sleeping, but we were sure that they would overtake us through the kloof.  In 2014 it took me and George Wienekus 12 hours to cover the last 54 kilometres, so on that basis we should finish by 17:00. I did recci the first part, by foot, with Leon at the beginning of May so had a good idea where we should go and what the state of the growth in the kloof is. Johan Radcliffe, Francis Bradford, Charles Hughes and myself set-off together. Charles has done the race before and also knew the way, but I was given the responsibility to do the initial leading due to my recent knowledge of the trail. The first 4 kilometres is a fairly well worm footpath and it is quite easy following, even in the dark., but the terrain is such that the going is slow. From the dam wall there also is no change of riding. You either have to psh or carry your bicycle. Francis and Charles who are 58 and 63, respectively have caught up with us Kudukaya and we have shared part of the day since then, but generally they were faster and pulled away from us. Johan could easily have gone with them but decided that he likes my pace and have been keeping me company all the way. So it was no surpise when they left us behind after about 2 kilometres after the dam wall. While I struggled along, Johan was going at a good pace, waiting for every so often. We finally reached the sight where the Shackleton crashed on 8 August 1963 killing all 13 crew members (according to Google and not 1960 as per the narratives). At the next ridge we had to cross down to the river to get around a rocky outcrop. The narrative state that we should we look for a rocky scree and follow that up to the left, go up the dry to semi-dry riverbed and find a distinct path through the undergrowth and out the other side. I have three times before. 2010 when I recced the course, 2014 when I did the race and in may with Leon and never had a problem. We now had the problem that it rained quite a bit during the days preceding our arrival and the riverbed was a knee to thigh high river! As this was the way I knew, I decided that this is the way to go! We managed to get through without getting too wet and found the path on the other side. A few guys were surpise at our antics and one our two followed us. When I looked at the map afterwards, I saw that indicates a right and dryer exit from the rocky scree! Beyond the path through the undergrowth, the terrain opens up, but the path tends to disappear. All you can do is to follow some rocks mounted on one anther every now and then! There also are quite a number of ridges still to cross. The under growth consists of rocks and grass, so progress is difficult and slow. Finding secure footing is not always possible and losing your balance is a real problem. To exacerbate the problem, it is difficult to stay up straight when you lose your balance with a bicycle on your back. The result is multiply falls, getting out form underneath your bike and starting over again! At one point Johan suggested that we take the saddlebag, in which I kept some spares, my rain jacket and a warm jacket all weighing about 5 kilograms, off and add it to his rucksack. This help lighten the weight of the bike I had to carry! A real show of kindness from his side and something, without which I am doubtful if I would have made it out of the kloof! We continued until we reached the point where we had to cross the river again and exit the kloof up a insanely steep hill. Here I really started to struggle. The route I always took to get up this hill was so over grown that we could not get up there. Johan discovered an alternative and we stared up that. After a while he left his bike higher up, came down to collect my bike and carry that to where his bike was while I crawled up the hill! Another saw of amasing care and kindness. This guy was determined to get this old man to finish this race with him! Unbelievable! As we were halfway up the hill, we saw somebody at the top shouting directions to us. After awhile I realised that it was Leon. He stated that if he catches me before the end and is in no position to better the record time, then he will finish with. This was now becoming a reality! A little further up the slope Leon came down and collected my bike and carried it to the top. There he offered me his rucksack, which was about half the weight of mine and I took his. With the help of Johan and Leon, doubt if would have managed to get up the hill before dark and maybe not even at all! 

We now had 11.5 kilometres to the Du Toitskloof tunnel, of which at least 4 or 5 involved heavy climbing. With at bike, without the weight of a saddlebag and a lighter rucksack on my back, my climbing was above expectation and i managed to ride up all the hills up to the tunnel and also the 6.8 kilometres to the top of the Du Toitskloof Pass, which we reach just before 19:00. All that remained was 13 downhill kilometres to the finish but all in darkness. As fate would have it, we missed a right turn on the way down and soon realised we are on the wrong track! We studied the map, managed to find where we were, saw and alternative and finally got onto the correct track. Finally we could start relaxing and experience the joy of the end being in sight. We found the entrance gate to the Diemersfontein Estate, where Chris Fisher was waiting for us and made our way down to the restaurant, around the dam, up the final hill and then over the finshline, where we were met by a joyous crowd after nearly 14 hours! What a delight, what a relieve! A amasing feeling of achievement and satisfaction.

Freedom Challenge RASA day 19

FCRASA day 19

Montagu to Trouthaven is suppose to be an easy day with no mayor challenges and all district road. We got going just after 05:00 and had visions of cover the 160 kilometres good time to reach Trouthaven before darkness descended on us. All went according to plan up to McGregor, where we had a breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon. We arrived at 08:45 and was out at 09:10. When we round the first bend out of town, turning in North Westerly direction, we started encountering the wind. As the day continued, the wind got worse. The total distance for the day was 160 kilometres. We completed the first 52 kilometres at an average speed of nearly 15 kph, now we were battling against the wind! Our aim of arriving before dark was being blow out of the window! We started working together against the wind. We would ride one behind the other so that the front rider breaks the wind and the rearer rider hides in his wind stream, changing position every 1 kilometre. We climbed Gannaberg Pass under protection of the wind behind the mountain, but when we started descending the other side we had to pedal into to maintain a speed of 10 kph going downhill! Down the bottom of the hill the fearceness of the wind calmed and we managed to maintain a speed of just over 10 kph. Most of the rest of the day was in a North Westerly direction, so the battle was relentless! Getting closer to the Brandvlei Dam, we were "blessed"with a 7 kilometre stretch with the wind on our backs. While we were riding we saw that it was raining over the dam area. As we the mountain area, we decided to don our rain jackets. Our timing was pretty good, because the first drops hit us soon afterwards. We were fortunate in that it was only a light rain, but the wind was not so kind! Passing the exit gate of the Brandvlei Prison, we stopped for a rest and I donned my waterproof Sealskiz gloves. The sun was setting but we still had about 15 kilometres before we would be able to enjoy the comfort of a warm chalet. We were fortunate in that the last 12 kilometres were with this fearce wind over our right shoulders. What we hoped would be a 10-11 hour day, turned into a 14 hour day. It was riding up hill for nearly 100 kilometres. When we got to our chalet the two guys we were sharing with had a fire going. They graciously also left the double bed for me! There were internet reception and I checked to see were Leon Erasmus, my brother's son who started 6 days after me, was. He set out from Anysberg earlier that morning. At this point he was still far away, battling against the wind. When I finally switched the lights off at 22:00, they were still about 4 hours away. They finally arrived at 02:00!

Freedom Challenge RASA day 18

FCRASA day 18

The ride from Rouxpos to Montagu is fairly straight forward and uneventful. We found the first turn-off without any problem, but a little further down the road we had to find a track after passing the farm house. It was still dark and unfortunately we went to far left. The narrative stated that we "had to cross a large riverbed". After a while Johan asked me weather I could remember this from when I did the race in 2014. I said no. We looked at the map again and the direction we were going, and decided that we must be on the right track. we amble along for another 15 minutes and looked at the map again. We then realised that we went too far left and the we were in the Buffelspoort river bed! We saw that it runs parallel to the track we should be on and continued along. The boulders were big and progress was slow. We conferred again and after a little debate, we decided to turn around and go back to the farm house. There we very quickly found the right track and stated making good progress. When we passed the point where the river meets up with the correct track, we noticed that there was a rather large pool of water. Just as well we decided to retrace our steps?The rest of the tide to the public road went without incident but the track was rough and had a number of sandy stretches where we had to push our bicycles. Once reaching the district road, it was easy and pleasant riding up to the Anysberg turn-off. The road through Anysberg had some nice stretches and some very corrugated sections and at times the going was difficult. We had a "self help" lunch at one of the chalets and we quickly on our way again. The ride up to Hoek van die Berg also went off without a hitch. After a short break we decided that Johan, who is quite a bit faster than me, will continue along and that we will meet up at Die Bos, our sleep over in Montagu, again. i arrived there at 17:20.

Freedom Challenge RASA day 17

FCRASA day 17

Prince Albert to Rouxpos. This was going to be a big day. It started with the Swartberg Pass, which we climbed in the dark. We maintained a steady pace and climbing in the dark seems to be easier because you can not see the end. We reached the top just as the sun was about to rise. This was followed be short decsent to the entrance of Gamkaskloof. Here you are greeted by a sign stating that the distance is 37 km but you should allow 2 hours travelling time. That is by vehicle. On a bicycle it would take a little longer as meander our  way along this the road with a very rough surface and many up and down hills, ending with the mother of all climbs! To make it worse, there are many “false” tops in this hill. When you thing you have reached the top and go around the bend, you are greeted by a climb that continues until you finally reach the top and can relax. The downhill into Gamkaskloof is reminiscent of Sani Pass. Some way down the Pass we encountered a vehicle, and I drove past I recognised the driver. He did the same and we stopped for a chat. It happened to be Wickie Smith and his wife, and old friend with whom I did a number of Double Century cycle races during the 1990’s. The descent was exhilarating and we just about freewheeled the 5 remaining kilometers to the restaurant, where we were treated to scrumptious lunch. 

After lunch we first had to negotiate the 8 kilometers to the foot of the ladder. After 5 kilometers we had to go through a gate, for which we received two alternative codes. When we got there, none of the codes worked. Johan test the electric wire and received the shock of his life! He looked around and found a hole in the fence, where we managed to get through. Up the road we met two workers, who informed us that the code was 0719, (month and year). I was pretty upset that I could not work that one out or even tried another number! Onto the Ladder and one of the big tests of the Freedom Challenge. This used to be the only entrance to Gamkaskloof until 1962 when the road from Swartberg Pass was constructed. It is an almost vertical climb of about 400 meters over a distance of 500 meters! Once on top we still had 9.7 kilometers to the district road, on a road, which was very rough and unrideable in places. We reached the end just as the sun was setting and were treated to one of the most beautiful sunsets of the race.

We now still had 41 kilometers to get to Rouxpos in the dark. This ride went off uneventful and we reached our destination at 21:30.

Freedom Challenge RASA day 16

FCRASA day 16

The ride from Willowmore to Prince Albert is long (160 km), but rather simple, provided the weather plays along. We were blessed with good weather as we left and had an especially good ride from the top of Leeukloof to the Strydomvlei. The road condition was perfect, there was no wind and the sun was rising on our backs! We probably clocked our best average speed on this section. We had a number if left and right tufns and finally arrived at the turn-off for the road which take us to Rondavel. Johan Radcliffe picked up a 3 hour penalty because he had to get replacement shoes and had to serve this out at Rondawel. As he is quite a bit faster than me, I suggested that he goes and I will make there on my own. He left and I took a brake. As I was eating, the wind came up. Not too strong, but enough to make life difficult! When I got to Rondawel, Johan have had a shower and cleaned his bike. I had a quick lunch and was on my way. No point in waiting with Johan as he would be able to thr last streach much quicker on his own. It took me 5:20 to cover the 60 km from Rondawel to Prince Albert. The wind was in my face all the way up to the point where I made the final turn with 23.5 km to go. The sunset was beautiful and Chris Fisher and the official photografer took some picture and vidoe's as I was riding. I always miss the Dennehof entrance, but fortunately Chris was staying next door and when I saw his vehicle, I turned off there just be informed that he was staying at Dennehof! He then directed me to the correct entrance. I got in at 18:30. Johan arrived at 20:30

Freedom Challenge RASA day 15

FCRASA day 15

All the riders going through the Baviaans Conservation arra must be escorted by a vehicle due the presense of buffalo and rhino in the park, with the result that there are only two time slots: 06:00 and 13:00. We had breakfast at 04:30 and set off for the gate at 05:20. It is only 4 km away, so we were ready and waiting at the gate by 05:40. We all signed in and the bakkie arrived at 05:45 and allowed us to go, following slowly.

The ride the day was from Kudukaya to Willowmore, a distance of 170 km and the long distance per day per my schedule. It also included 4 passes. To make matters worse, there was a westerly wind blowing right into our faces. The Combrinck Pass starts right after the entrance gate, so we started of with a big climb. By the time we got to the top, the sun had rissen. This was followed ny the Grasnek and Holgat Passes. The scenery we were riding through was stunningly beautiful and the road surface was rough but managable  y bike. At this point the wind was not a problem. Once we were out of the nature conservation area and in open space, we started experiancing the wind. It was not very strong but strong enough to put a brake on our progress! We also had a number of river crossings to negotiate. We reached Damsedrif at 13:10 and out at 13:35 after enjoy a wonderful lunch and Hestelle's hospitally, ably assisted by her daughter.

Now we had a 88 km drag against the wind, some correcgations, Nuwekloof Pass, some river crossings and the odd hill to negotiate on our way to Willowmore. It was a teal slog. I also ran out of water, but stopped at a farm next to the road and filled my water bottle. Two cold and battered soles finally clocked in at the Willows in Willowmore at 21:50! A long day in the saddle!

Freedom Challenge RASA day 14

FCRASA day 14

Day 14 was short as far as distance was concerned, but it included doing the famous Grootriver Valley also known as Mordor!

The ride down the road which crosses the Grootriver is very steep with breath taking views, which we could not appreciate because it was still dark. Once across the river there was an equally steep ascent, which led us onto the road past the entrance to the Osseberg jeep track. This used to be a road down the ridge of the mountain onto a campsite next to the river. It then meandered along the river crossing it about 11 times until it linked up with the Goedehoop campsite and from there onto the road through the Baviaanskloof. This road has been totally neglegted and has disappeared at some points. We are to follow this. The part overthe ridge of the mountain is still ridable, but the wind was sonstting that we had difficulty in staying on our bikes! We found the first crossing point quite easily and picked the track on the otherside. We slowly made our way through the river finding all the entry and exit points. The signs of the original road is still visable but has been blocked by fallen trees with the result that we quite often had to make a detour. We did have some difficulty connecting with the road after the last crossing, but managed to find it after scrambling up an embankment. Before leaving the famous Grootriver, we had to get over a locked wobbly game fence. We managed to got into Kudukaya at 16:45

Freedom Challenge RASA day 13

FCRASA day 13

Toekomst is a tented camp and we had to help ourselves to what was available in the fridge for supper. Breakfast was cereal and coffee. We boiled eggs for the road. 

It was not too cold when we got going. Out of Toekomst right up to Bucklands we were directed via district road. Generally the condition of the roads were good, but we encoutered lost of corregations. On a bike it feel as though you are just going up and down and not moving forward when you hit the corrections. It also create major problems with you bum!

We pulled into Bucklands at 13:10 snd left at 13:40. We were taken to the farm Trentyre via some farm roads, which resulted in only being able yo maintain a fairly slow pace. Once we joined the district road, the pace picked. That was until we hit the streach from Hotentotspoort to Hadlee. This was very undulated with every downhill followed by a very steep unhill! It really was hard work. We pulled into Hadley at 17:50 after another 140 km day

Freedom Challenge RASA day 12

FCRASA day 12

The idea was to do the 142 km to Toekomst on day 12. Some of the people in our group had their doubts about the feasability of that, but decided to all leave at 04:00. Once we get to Gegun, those who wanted stay and those who wanted to continue, would continue. Harko, Johan L and Sandy all expressed their preference for only going as far as Gegun. Willem, Jogan R and myself were aimimg for Toekomst. We managed to get going at 04:15.

Willem Kamstra was like a scalded cat and we did not see him again. That was thd first crack in our group of six. The first 30 odd kilometers was a mad dash through the darkness. Intially the road surface was excellent and it was mostly down hill, causing some dramatic riding, especially for me who only had Harko's head light, which was pointing at my front tyre! We made good progress and was negotiating the first portage section just after six. This was followed by some good riding over reasonable farm tracks with lots of humps to stop erotion. This led us to the famous Struishoek portage. A walk down a rutted gorge marked by white painted rocks. The approximately 2 km took us 1:15. We had a quick bite when we got to the bottom. Johan Lombaard was lagging due to knee problems and he, Sandy and Harko were looking at only going as far as Gegun. I suggested to Johsn that we push on as our plan was to go through to Toekomst. 

The ride grom here was down a reasonable farm road to the Pearson tar road. After a few kilometers on tar we were back on good district roads all the wat to Gegun, where we arrived at 12:50 snd left at 13:10. The roads were good and the weather perfect for riding. We made good progress and found the rough jeep track up the mountain at Karoopoort. It was very steep and rocky with the result that we had to push our bikes most of thd way. Down the other side Johan showed his metal and all the way to the bottom. I decided to be causeuos and only rode the less rough sections. This led us into a valley which treated us to some spectacular rock formations and through a game farm. The journey down the valley took quite a while due to the rough nature of the track. This improved once we hit the district road. It was mow getting dark. I forgot to charge my light the previous night with the result that we only had Johan's to show us the way. Fortunately everything went fine and booked into Toekomst at 18:10

Freedom Challenge day 11

FCRASA day 11

After  a good night's sleeo, we hit the road at 05:15. The route out of Elandsberg is fairly smooth and mostly downhill. The ride was fast and scary for me to a certain extend as I only had a light on my helmet, which did not iluminate the road ahead properly, but it all went off well and without incident. We had to taje a right tyrn after 26 km to the farm Longacre. As this turn-off is on a downhill and behind a buzh from the side we aproached, we did overshoot it. After riding around for about 15 minutes, we eventually found it. The ride from here through to the Cradock/Middelburg road was well marked and we had no probkens getting through. After 100 meters we took a left turn for another pleasant ride through to the Cradock/Graaff-Reinet road. Here we turned right again and had to stay on thus busy road for 2.3 km. During the time that it took me to do this 2.3 km, 10 Taxi's came past! The turn-off was to River Glen and onto Newlands where we arrived at 09:00. We were treated to an scrumteous breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage, tomatoe "smoor" and toast. We stopped fir 45 minutes.

Next on the schedule was some good riding on district roads with one monster climb until we turned left to go up Garslandskloof and onto the Schurfteberg portage. We started Schurfteberg portafe ar 12:00 and I reached the top at 14:10! The other guys were between 20 and 50 munutes ahead of me. The descent diwn the otherside took me 20 minutes. I was just about to stop and take out my maps to make sure of my navigation, when I noticed the other guys about 100 meters down the road, where they were waiting fir me! We had 10 km to Jakkalsfontein, which once again included a monster climb, which I did managed to ride up. After a shirt down hill section, we arrived at Jakjalsfontein at 15:00.

Total distance for the day was 109.56 km and total riding time was 09:58!

Freedom Challenge day 10

FCRASA day 10

Today we crossed ghe halfway point in my plan to do the race in 19.5 days. In distance that will only happen tomorrow. 

The rain down in buckets last night, but our host Will Terblache asured us that it will be clear in the morning. When we left at 05:15, we were greeted by clear skies. There is a shortcut through the farm to the district road, but we felt it may be too muddy and went for the traditional exit. Out of the farm we turned right and after 2.1 km right again. We now had 9.5 km to the turnoff to the farm Gunsteling, which would take us to Aasvoëlberg. I am niw sure what the problem was, but the navigators in our team suddenly went on a blinck! Johan R said we were travelling in the wrong direction and then discovered he had his map upside down. After awhile we stopped again because the navigators were not sure we were where we should be. Three of ys carried on as we were sure we were on the right road and only gad to turn off after we covered 9.5 km since the previous reference point. After quite a while we saw that the rest were following us. Before we reached the actusl turn off, there were more uncertainty, but in the end sanity prevailed and we all got the correct turnoff. A ride down the farm track got us to the entry point of the Aasvoëlberg portage. The track up the mountain was ridable, but once eaagainenc we  had the problem that some were just too steep. At one point we had to leeve the track, climb over a fence and proceed through the veld to another fence, which we had to climb over and then find the track down the mountain. This track used to be very rough, but to our surprise we found that it has been graded! It was still very rough, but we could ride all the way to the bottom. There we joined the Tarkastad/Hofmeyr road. The next 11.5 km was all uphill and straight into the teeth of a very strong North Westerly wind. For thd next hour and forty five minutes we had to grind up the hill into this wind! It was soul distroying, but once we reached the top wd were rewarded with the most beautiful sight and the prospect of a wonderful downhill. Just to make it more satisfying, we found that the wind was mostly on our backs. We now had a very pleasant ride of  35 km into Hofmeyr and to crown it all the road surface was mostly silky smooth. We arrived in Hofmeyr at about 12:30, stopping at Karoobis for lunch. 

We got going again at13:20 and headed out to Elandsberg. 5.4 km on the Cradock road was followed by 21 km on a good district road and farm tracks until we got to track leading to Elandsberg. This track was rough, but ridable with the odd section or two which was just too steep. We followed this to a point where we had to clear a fence again, make our way through the veld to pick up the track which would take us over the neck and onto the track down to the farm Elandsberg, where arrived at 16:10, a relatively short day.