Last Riding Day

The last riding day was spent on gravel except for the last few klicks into Windhoek. It turned out to be a fun day on gravel as we had to cross Remhoogte Pass.

No one told us that there would be several river crossings to contend with. Donna crosses the first one hardly getting wet.

Donna approaches another crossing. Why is everyone standing around watching?? They had already gone thru it and knew a little secret.

It was DEEP! Donna gets a bath.



Peter lies on the side of the road ready to capture my turn. I thought if I rode fast enough and raised my feet I would keep dry.

Nope! Drenched from head to toe and my boots were full of water. Actually that turned out to be a blessing as it was near 40 C again today.

One last lunch under the shade of an Acacia tree before our last push to Windhoek.




The last few klicks into town on tarmac. It wasn't as much fun as the gravel, but sure did seem smooooth. We have been on gravel roads for quite some time by now.



Congratulations all around at the Klien Windhoek Guesthouse, another very nice place to stay.

Our last meal together was at joe's bar and Grille. A unique and VERY popular place to eat and socialize. If I remember correctly, Joe serves about 800 meals a day in the mostly open air establishment.

Chris thinks he's man enough to have the "Game Knuckle". I don't know if he has a hollow leg or not, but he gnawed that bone clean!

What a surprise!! My 60th birthday was tommorrow, the day we fly home. Donna had arranged a birthday cake for me before we left Calgary. It was a home made Black Forest Cake and I don't recall ever having anything even close at home. It was AWESOME and must have weighed 10 lbs. Not the fluffy, no substance stuff from our "bakeries"

Uncle Henk congratulating Donna on making the entire trip unscathed. Not bad for someone who had very little dirt riding experience. Well, she did sit out for about 100 km's of gravel one day, but even I must say that was tough slogging as parts of it were very loose and sandy and required lots of attention.

At the Windhoek airport for our flight home. Yes, I look tired, but you should have seen me at the end of the 30 some odd hours spent in 5 airports on 4 different airplanes with 3 different airlines.

Now for a few days rest before heading back to the office and dreaming of where the next adventure will take me. It's a very large and interesting world out there to explore. Did someone say, "Let's go for a motorcycle ride"!!

 

 Until next time.............