My alarm went off at around 5am on Sunday. Thankfully I was time keeping and therefore only needed to beat the first runner to the finish. The marshals etc had to be there at around 4am and so I was smiling happily as I arrived at 5:30am. The time keeping went off without a hitch …
On Sunday morning we dragged ourselves to Hammersdale in the pouring rain and mist to ride the St Mary’s mountain bike race. We got off to a good start with Sharon hitting the hills hard, and we were all set for a good time when we realised we’d taken a wrong turn in the mist …
My mom picked us up at 5am on Sunday and took us and the bikes to the start of the race. Thankfully the rain from the night before had taken the day off so it looked like the perfect weather for riding…overcast and cool. In fact the only concerning factor was the wet, slippery roads. …
Sunday was race day, so Sharon and I loaded the bikes onto the car and headed for Michaelhouse. This was a race I’d never done before and the route profile looked menacing – Fourteen kilometers of pure climbing following by 6 kilometers of downhill. Sharon had thankfully not seen the profile so I assured her …
At 6am on Sunday we were up and packing everything into the car. From Richards Bay we drove a further 45 minutes north to the Mtuba golf course for the Hippo Challenge. Although I only saw the last hole of the course it certainly looks well maintained and worth a visit sometime in the future. …
Sharon and I got to Howick at around 8am on Sunday morning. Much like Saturday morning, Sunday morning also started with a FAIL. My helmet had decided to fall to pieces at some point since our last ride. It was certainly fixable, but not in the one hour I had, especially without any glue. Eventually …
The next morning Nick picked me up at 5am, with the jet-ski, and we headed down to Blue Lagoon to try and bash a few Garrick. We dropped the ski on the beach, parked the car, and were ready to go. Thankfully we’d been given a 4-stroke ski and were looking forward to some smoke …
The annual Afriski trip started with a few weeks of nervous weather watching thanks to an unseasonably warm winter. Afriski’s website claimed they were making snow, but the fact that girls were wearing miniskirts made us both nervous and happy. None the less, we’d booked, and we were going… I picked Sharon up from the …
We pulled into Eston at around 9am on Sunday morning, took a few pre-race photos, and then headed for the start. Luckily we were there early since our 10:15 start became a 10am start. We were riding the 18km route which headed through Tala Game Reserve (please mind the Rhino). Things started badly when just …
Sunday was an exciting day as we loaded Sharon’s new mountain bike (as well as mine of course) onto the car and headed for Giba Gorge. Sharon was noticeably nervous having not ridden a bike in 10 years but I was confident she’d be fine. After a quick tire pump, and a couple of high …