Pack light, ride far and fast, sleep at Mac-Mac Forest Resort, ride, sleep, ride, sleep.
And this is exactly what we did.
Leaving JHB at the ungodly hour of 06H30 on Thursday morning we fought the 1000’s of tourists who had the same plan as us, to get on the N12 and head east as far away from the big city as we can.
By the time we got to to Belfast the water pissing out of one of the ‘Busa brought with it the realization that this was not going to be a quick 4 hour trip to the biker’s paradise which is ET.
With some Rajah extra hot curry powder, many swear words and a borrowed tool kit, we got the Busa sorted.
The Busa spat out it’s water again and we waited patiently near Milly’s while our crack team of motorcycle repairers permanently fixed the leaky beast.
Deciding to cut the scenic riding short for the day, we headed straight to what would be our home base for the next few days, Mac-Mac Forest Retreat.
From here we ventured out everyday to ride kilometers upon kilometers of the most beautiful mountain passes I have seen.
Day two got me on the infamous 22 for the first time in my life after a short detour through Nelspruit to visit some real mechanics to ensure that all the bikes were in tip top shape.
Day 3 we opened the riding by heading up the 22 and taking a left at Hazyview and making “good time” to Ohrigstad, even though we stopped for a quick refreshment at Riders Rest in Graskop.
And another refreshment at Boskombuis.
At Ohrigstad we said goodbye to some of our fellow riders and headed down the daunting Robbers pass to get a bite to eat in Pilgrimsrest.A few more twists and turns and we were back at home base.
Back at base camp, time to kick off our riding boots and take a 4×4 trip to explore the falls in the Mac-Mac area.
Day 4 started with a moer of a hurry to get back to JHB and to give Long Tom pass a quick once over.
We were in a hurry to get home, why I don’t know.
But not too much of a hurry to miss out on the epic Cheesy Chips at the Dullstroom Inn.
Leaving Dullstroom the exhaustion of the last few day’s riding had kicked in hard and everything became a bit of a blur.
One thing is for sure, this is not the last time we will be seen in this beautiful part of the country.