Tuesday, 13 October 2020

Tuesday PM

Last nights sleep was grand. Under a bridge. Like a little troll. Waiting for my victims to come scratching above me. Well not really, a 50 ton truck would probably make me part of the tar. Luckily the traffic was very minimal and barely noticeable. Except the 50 ton trucks πŸ˜….  It seems the soft sand underneath makes the blow up more comfortable. It seems to all just fit better. 
I wanted to get here (Prince Albert) (the place not the ring) early so I could wash, do some washing and have a coffee at the lizard. Well that was my plan. The winds plan was otherwise. No exactly a headwind but a sidewind that was making it pretty sketchy and quite frankly bloody annoying. Tailwind I will accept, all the other winds including Allan can quite frankly just piss off. So I battled and cried and shouted and screamed. Then I got on my bike and rode into town. It wasn't too bad. Straight to the lizard. Coffee please my good man. And add a free rusk with that. That's how they do in the bush so I expect nothing less here. Well the coffee arrived but no rusk. Tsk tsk not quite good enough. While at said lizard drinking not draining I googled where I could rest my head for the night without handing over the rest of my lifes savings. Bada bing bada boom. First place looks legit. Olienhof caravan park. At just 1.5kms from my main lizard shop I will go and check it out. Perfect. I see a few other cyclists too. We chat briefly before I go and pay my nights toll and set up camp. At πŸ’― madibas it will work just fine. 
After the camp is set, another chat with the friendly cyclists, it is back into town for shopping. The usual please spar (good for you). They should know my order by now. It is quick and painless. Food should last for a few days and I got myself a little chocolate too. White chocolate obviously. Dark chocolate makes you put on weight. Home to the camp. Feet up and writing to you lot. Sometimes y'all can be draining you know. You never tell me shit. Just me telling you. Seems like all my relationships I have ever had. One sided. I do all the work and they put their feet up. Met eish! 
Anyway. I don't hold grudges. I am good like that 🀭πŸ€₯πŸ€―πŸ˜ΆπŸ”«. 
Tomorrows affair will be tough. Up the Swartberg pass. It's steep. 1000 meters of climbing in 2 kilometers. Nah I am kidding. But it is steep. Then to die hell. Gamkaskloof for those checking up on me. Ride in tomorrow. All being well ride out the next day. 🍬 like chocolate (white chocolate) we have been over this.
Sorry it was so boring. I hope you stayed till the end. Well when it ends. Not the world. This post. The world will end soon. I hate to be doomsday guy but it will end soon. More than likely the day I die. I mean what's the point of keeping things going when I am gone? Be like boring. Very boring. Anyway we nearly there now. Not the end of the world. The end of the post. 
Yeah I am done. Chat soon. I miss you all. Well some of you. One or two maybe. Okay maybe one of you. Okay none of you. Sorry. 
Okay bye for now. πŸ‘‹
G

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