With a freezing wind blowing across the road the dust gust up and around us. With short breaks every now and again. I feel fear creeping closer but I have nowhere to run. It is here it is now, myself, Dante and Katryn is now alone. All of the normal thoughts of what ifs like, what if the bike falls over, will I be able to pick it up myself? What if we get stuck with a flat tyre or any mechanical problem for that matter.
As I am now here and here is all I know, I might as well choose to say I can. Feeling that all the "what ifs" might be a tat overwhelming Dante and Katryn give me loving looks and licks every now and again. Knowing that I now ramble my thoughts and fears and that it is all it is....just thoughts and fears I grabbed my flickering hope and Liani's voice in my ears.....FAITH the size of a mustardseed....
A lot of our stuff like jackets, camera tripod, dogs bowls, scarf, roadmap book, shoes and tent didn't fit in the bags so they are strapped at the back. Leaving us feeling a bit top heavy. With loads of roadworks on the road there is loose rocks lying around making us swerving slowly around.
A few years ago we have cycled the road parallel to this one towards Welverdiend where we had to sleep at the Police Station because we couldn't find a "safe" place to sleep. Today is a different day with different circumstances. Its a good 180km to get to Parys but I'm looking forward to see and old friend Christo at Kopjeskraal Adveture Dome Trails. Where I've organised to sleepover to repack the bike to be a little less top heavy.
On arrival in Parys we bought food and went straight to Christo's guest farm. Letting the dogs run from his gate to the main house they welcome the leg stretch and play with anything that moves. With happy tails wagging and digging holes where there were none my heart feels warm. We are on the road and left "home"
