05 Jun Driving south to Cape Town, South Africa
This post will be a series of pictures and stories. So much has happened, and I have met so many people that I cannot possibly overwhelm you. Cape Town adventures to come! It took a few...
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27 May Lesotho: Kingdom of the bicycle
I didn't know the country of Lesotho existed before I began researching for my trip to Africa. And you can't blame me. It's a tiny landlocked country within South Africa; the country asked for British...
19 May Farm Time in South Africa
After grabbing my driver’s licence in Durban, I say goodbye to the city where I first began using Uber. Oh, and the incredible surfing and bunny chow. On the road with my car, gulp. Driving on...
14 May Sunset on the South African Bergs
In a canyon between two rock faces, I climbed up the boulders like Spiderman. ‘Don’t look down.’ The trail, appropriately named, The Crack, cuts through a crevice; to reach the plateau, you have to scramble...
07 May Karate chop a snake in The Bergs
I wish I had my heart rate monitor this morning when I heard a snake hissing in the grass. Hmm, let's see, was it the highly poisonous rinkhal whose neck spreads like a cobra and...
06 May A surfer’s tale.
First time surfing in Mexico I hated it. Swore I would never do it again, ever. Caught in washing-machine waves, smashed in head with surfboard and eating the sandy ocean floor. Party on. But, looking...
04 May “I don’t even know where Canada is on the map.” A village tale in South Africa
It's just outside South Africa's third largest city, but visiting the Valley of 1000 Hills near Durban feels unbelievably removed from the modern world. Villages delineated by rivers and mountains, as they were many years...
01 May Day Eight, and the glorious ocean finish
"You have the strongest legs I've ever seen on a woman," says Malan, the rider I mentioned who is recovering from lung cancer. Indeed, hills are my forte. One look at my thighs and it's...
28 Apr Day Seven: race family
Every time I ride past a team that has a flat or a mechanical problem my heart drops a little. That could be Paul or I. It's not like you'd be stuck with no help (sweeper...
26 Apr Day Six: believe in yourself
It was a whopper of a day. It began with the steepest, and toughest two kilometre climb of the week ('handlebars to nose' kind of steep that had us walking it--well most of us, Paul nailed...