Knowing that the bike can get maximum 210km on a tank of petrol I leave Vredefort with a full tank. Not knowing that Viljoenskroon is not on the actual road I missed a petrol station for fuel and had to go pon reserve 33km away from Bothaville. All the fears of what ifs all of a sudden dawned on me again. How and Why am I here alone? Crawling at a ridiculous low speed to try and limit my fuel consumption we rode into an Engen 3km outside Bothaville. Hungry, tired(more from the stress of what if the fuel doesn't make it to the next town than anything else) but filled with a feeling of excitement because I know whatever happens it will be good and it will be for my higher purpose.
Its quite a joyful journey since I chose to be open to what happens in my life and responding with an open heart and a positive attitude. So what if the bike ran out of fuel before we reached the next town. Maybe I was suppose to meet someone or help someone else. There is always a higher beautiful reason for everything that happens.
Yes, with all the drastic changes that almost felt like a change in direction my entire life felt shaken. And yes I feel like blaming but in my heart and in my soul I know that everyone is on their own journey including me and everyone like me has the final choice of I CAN , or I CAN'T....
Reaching Bothaville just before 13:00 I decide to keep moving forward as it will be better to settle in Bloemfontein before the scheduled date of the next school which is on the 29th of May. With breaks for leg stretches for both me and the dogs we reach Wesselsbron only 4pm. After a quick drive through and realizing that it is "Fort night" paytime for most of the farm workers and almost every shop and B&B in town being overcrowded we move forward yet again. Knowing all to well that I don't know exactly how far Bultfontein is and also not knowing how the road may be. The roads we have been following were full of potholes and I had to ride at a snails pace of 60-80km/h. About 23km outside of Bultfontein I took a turn off on a gravel road to let the dogs run for some hundreds of metres knowing that just now we are going to be in town and they might not get another chance to fully just let it rip and loose. After letting them run next to the bike playing chasing games we turned around and I let them play for a few more minutes next to the road. A white bakkie pulled in next to asking about where and why and aaaah the dogs, the kind man warn me about the town and tells me that it is a very black very dangerous place to sleepover for a women alone. Places to avoid is the local Bultfontein Hotel and the main street in general.
Wondering now how does he think must I get through the town if I cant use the main road I listen carefully to his warnings but also know that I have to go to all the places he warns me about in order to move through to the next town. After a warm goodbye and good wishes myself and the dogs looked at each other and decided that this is it, our first night in "unknowing' places.
With wagging tails they jumped on the bike. Before only Katryn used to jumped on the bike but nowadays since they ride together Dante jumped up too. Only when he feels like "mommas boy" he looks at me waiting to be picked up.
With 23km still to get to Bultfontein and the sun moving quicker towards setting we move a bit faster and tackle the main street of Bultfontein. As we ride in there is a huge lake with the most beautiful flock of flamingo's. Almost instinctively I wondered why were I warned about this town with such a beautiful entry?
Following the "dangerous" main street I got to a police van and asked about accommodation and he wonder above wonder send me to the local Hotel, the second scary place to avoid in Bultfontein. I let my fears go as my experience of the main street wasn't that bad and pulled in front of the hotel. As I stopped a young man came out and inquire about the dogs and the bike and the fact that women alone with her dogs in their valley? He directed me to "Porra" the owner/manager of the hotel. At first glance he offered a warm heartedly welcome and accommodation for me and the dogs in a room with an ensuite bathroom. With supper that will be served at around 7pm and all I have to do is share my story.....
After a quick rest I went down to have supper and what an awesome experience. Local Bultfontein families having chill time with black community people. There is SuperRugby showing and its their team that plays. Cheetahs. The Cheetas won 35-34....They share wonderful stories about their lives and I wondered why I got warned not to come here. I left to my room a while later with my heart singing a song for Bultfontein. What a beautiful blessing of an experience. Thank you to each and every Bultfonteiner for making our stay an awesome experience!!!
Whenever you are in Bultfontein area, have a go at the local hotel-Bultfontein Hotel!!! "Porra" will not only welcome you with you with open arms and a warm heart he makes a "you want to go for 3rds potjie"!!!
As I hear the nobbles on my front wheel sing on the tar as we leave Bultfontein for Bloemfontein-I experience a sense of freedom. Wisdom and Knowledge are nothing if you don't apply it. Always and always remember to love yourself, see the good and love in other people and choose to have a fun experience while alive.
Whenever you are in Bultfontein area, have a go at the local hotel-Bultfontein Hotel!!! "Porra" will not only welcome you with you with open arms and a warm heart he makes a "you want to go for 3rds potjie"!!!
As I hear the nobbles on my front wheel sing on the tar as we leave Bultfontein for Bloemfontein-I experience a sense of freedom. Wisdom and Knowledge are nothing if you don't apply it. Always and always remember to love yourself, see the good and love in other people and choose to have a fun experience while alive.
