Riebeeck Kasteel

The morning started nice and EARLY. Not for the ride, but to see the first Grand Prix of the season. By 7:00 Greta commented on the perfect weather. By 7:40 I got worried, we were the only bike at Engen, and then the bikes started arriving one after the other. Needless to say that when Jane arrived on her bike that had been “Terry”-fied, it was the center of all conversation. A "Terry"-fied Honda By the time we got to Travellers Rest in Riebeeck Kasteel, we were 19 bikes. As always at this establishment the tables were set with juices waiting for us. It was not long before the coffee was poured. The “civilized” part of the breakfast (meusly and jogurt) just does not do it for some of the men, and definitely not for Corne. He just could not wait for the “proper” breakfast (bacon and eggs) to be served. Breakfast at Travelers Rest Shame the only "casualty" of the breakfast wat our beloved Rene. When he heard the price, he got severe chest pains - fortunately Jean offered to pay. Rene slowly regained some colour to his face. Jip, we are not quite used to R65 per person (including the tip), but I do think that it was very good food, well prepared, and profesionally served. All in all, good value for money. The food was long gone, the tables cleaned, and we were still sitting around just enjoying the conversation. It was just before eleven before we finally left. 5 bikes, 8 people decided it was way to early to go home. Wellington – Bainskloof – Slanghoek – Du Toits Kloof – home, just sounded SO much better. At Slanghoek we stopped at the low water bridge and took some photos. It was not long before tried to take a group photo – with no tripod in sight a GS was the next best thing we could find to balance three cameras on self timer mode. Finally a couple on “another” motorcycle saved us from ourselves and offered to take the photos for us. Group photo in Slanghoek The ride through Slanghoek valley was once again breathtaking. It feels like yesterday that Spring was in the air with all the blossoms. Now it is clear that Autumn is here, dark purple and brown leaves are to be seen all over. Past the weighbridge and onto the Trout farm, for some liquid refreshment. Last night, or should I rather say this morning at 3 one of the roofs were blown clean off! It is now lying in the fishpond. Who said you should not get your wife and "girlfriend" together?