(Day 4) 3 April 2011 (Mariental – Okahanja)
Distance for the day – 357 km Odometer – 2 036 km
Hours on the Bike – 04:14
Donations up to date for Adelaide Hospital – R46 627.00
We were up early and planned to cover some good distance to catch up some of what we were behind. The air was cool and what a wonderful time of the day to ride your motorbike. The four KLR’s were humming in sequence like B53 bombers flying in formation. We watched the sun rise and it presented some good opportunities to take photos. It was rather overwhelming and every now and then the convoy stopped to take a few pics.
We only realized that the Namibian time had changed by one hour (behind) when we got to Windhoek. Rufus needed to sort out a problem on his modem, while the other three decided to wait for him at a very well known Restaurant by the name of “Joe’s Beer House”. It really is a must-see place, when visiting Windhoek. Rufus only joined them some time later and soon realized that the intended mileage for the day was very unlikely to happen. The wait was too long and the Beer service too good!
We left later, after a very good meal, and headed north a further 60 odd km’s to a little town, called Okahanja.
There was now enough time to do some chores like washing clothes, checking the nuts and bolts on the bikes and catching up on some sleep. We had a nice swim and stories were shared of all that happened today. Rufus said that, because he was on his own at the Shopping Mall, he could not carry all his loose stuff like helmet, tank bag, laptop, camelback etc. So he got a trolley for help. When he finished his business he found himself at a different exit and had to push his cargo around half the building.
Today can also be remembered as the “day of the keys” because both Rufus and Richard lost their keys at some stage and after unpacking just about everything they realized that they did not look properly the first time and they had them on them – in one of the “thousand” pockets the riding jackets have. Norman also started his day uneasy with one of his gloves missing, just to find it moments later at some obvious place. There is a lesson to be learned from all this, which is to keep your belongings packed in the same places the whole time. The sooner you can organize this the easier it is.
Richards’s bike was dropped again today, but he claims this time he had nothing to do with it. Rufus apparently bumped it by mistake. The problem is that the side stands on these bikes were invented to hold the bikes upright when parked, unloaded. The motorbikes will stand at an angle to the one side. The more you load them the less of an angle they stand, to a point that they are too upright, wanting to topple over.
Ps. Stelios has been moaning since leaving Cape Town, that he needed a hair cut (what hair?). Well he finally did it and shaved the little that was there, all off. Now he looks like a cross between Kojak and the brother of Schabir Shaik.