port saint johnsWe left pretty early again. we have been riding a lot now. since mozambique we hadn't had a rest day. ouch. i was really looking forward to this day. the route is infamous for its beauty. we hit the coast and immediatley the roads just twisted away beneath us begging to be cranked. and crank 'em we did. we hit a very aggressive police block. one of the most aggressive we've seen in africa. cops armed to the teeth ordering us around and whatnot. pushing on we found that the roads in the transkei were fantastic. thought they were supposed to be terrible. nice surprise which ended up in more cranking. the roads are tight, small, windy and great to ride on. you have to be very careful, every now and again youll come round a corner and find a sheep standing there. the guys were riding hard. i couldnt keep up. and was wary of riding hard so close to the end. they always happen 5km from home they say... when your nice and relaxed and your concentration wavers. the road into port saint johns was fantastic. winding left and right. the bike flipping over into the curves. it was wonderful to ride a bike like that again. the hypermotard would have eaten those curves up nicely. we rode hard all day. the roads are very twisty and small and so it takes time to cover distance. we miscalculated a bit and so we only arrived at coffee bay after nightfall. we were greeted with a nice beer and free potjie. what a great backpackers. slept like the dead that night. the next morning we had another long ride ahead of us. my back was starting to hurt cronically. the upper part. too many kilometres on the bike. the wear and tear on my body from the trip was starting to show.
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