On the way to the world famous Valley of the Kings, in Luxor. After a long time using the pyramids to keep the thumbs and the treasures, the pharaohs decided to build the temples in very secret places, hidden into the mountains. Time to see the legendary temples!
Swartberg experience Part 3
With a big storm coming, I was relieved to see it isn't a white out, I am quite confident to navigate in a white out, but if I dont have to, you know its a bit of a relief. Quickly packed everything away as the temperature is below freezing, cycling down what seems to be a grass slope , alpine meadows, 2 hours to drop 1200m over 14km on the technical terrain.
The last 10kms is on the private farm, luckily no crazy cyclists hating farmer, I go to the farmhouse, apologise for crossing their land, as there was no way for me to get permission before hand.
I escape to Klaarstroom, order myself a burger and drink 4 cups of coffee, life is good. Some solitude and big mountains are never bad for the soul.
Swartberg experience Part 2.
Day 2, as always start the day with a climb, 500m elevation gain, good thing to wake the legs up. Moving along the ridge of the mountain, shit, I'm speechless, this place has blown my mind. And I have them all to myself. Reaching Goudkranz, things turn for the worst, almost immediately the track disappears, I fight my way through dense Protea bush, niks fyn van die fynbos nie, from Goudkranz its a climb, and a big one, I look up into the sky and the zigzag outline of the patg is faint but visible, ending at a neck with 2 2100m peaks on each side... Better get going up this thing. What ensued was almost 3 hours of pushing, pulling, swearing, and just being overwhelmed. The rocks are massive, the oath is shit when there is one. Along the there are some broken parts scattered of a BMW offroad motorbike, not far off I see a BMW patch from a jacket on the ground... Mmm, maybe lost faith?
This is tough, maybe a bit more than I signed up for? Surpassing going down or up "die leer" in Gamkaskloof, or any other crazy mountain pass, even those massive one's in Lesotho are easier than this! This is where the beauty comes in, I am dependant on the bije, its is my life support, shouting pissed off or just sighing being exhausted, the next moment your caressing the handle bars again to push, pull or lift it another couple of meters before getting my breath back. After a few hours, I reach the neck, exhausted, mentally and physically. It's cold , windy and there's no water. But after this it's all downhill for the next 15km and as far as I can see no suitable camping spot, the neck it is , but a camping spot more than 2000m a.s.l isn't that bad, my eyes wander all the way across the range, with Seweweekspoort towering in the distance. Wind is ripping, my coffee taste terrible, no water for cooking, so I lay in my tent, waiting for the sun to rise, tent being blown here and there. Flysheet shredded by the time the sun rose... With a big storm coming, I was relieved to see it isn't a white out, I am quite confident to navigate in a white out, but if I dont have to, you know its a bit of a relief.
Imagine a place where you can see the mask of Tutankamon, the mummy of the legendary Ramses II, thumbs, all the mating from even 5.000 years ago. Everything you used to see just in the books, or just dream about, is right there, in front of your eyes. Unbelievable!
Yesterday we rode from Budva to Kotor bay. We visited Budva old town, crossed the tunnel to Kotor where we spent few hours visiting the beautiful city. From there we rode along Kotor bay to a beautiful camping spot on the shoreline of the bay.
#Throwback Friday??? Just got round to updating the blog on cycling Malaysia so here's Kim Ngan enjoying some of the peaceful backroads that were an unexpected highlight of the trip for me.
Malaysia - expectations exceeded
Its often the experiences you have little on no expectations of that turn out to be the best. That was certainly the case for cycling Northwest Malaysia. I hadn't originally intended to ride there, thinking of spending a few days on Langkawi and then taking the boat direct to Penang. But Kim decided that two days was more than enough on the island and as we had an extra couple of days we decided to cycle. And what a good decision it turned out to be......... follow the link in the bio to read more
Depois de cerca de 710 km pedalados, nós chegamos ao parque ecologico do Petar, que queríamos visitar. É um dos parques mais incríveis que visitamos no Brasil, ainda com sua natureza intocada, cheio de cachoeiras, rios e cavernas de beleza incrível. Imperdível.
Não foi fácil chegar lá com uma tandem carregado, mas as paisagens são belas e quando estávamos cansados, nós parávamos para descansar um pouco e a vista faxia a gente esquecer a dor nas pernas.
After some 710 km cycle we got to a national park that we wanted to visit, it's called Petar, which is one of the most incredible parks in Brazil, still with an untouched nature, full of cascades, rivers and stunning caves of spectacular beauty. A must go.
It wasn't easy to get there with a loaded tandem but the landscapes are amazing and when we were tired we stopped to rest a bit and those views made us forget the legpains.