Ceres ride out - Sunday 7th September 2008

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GRIN FACTOR - 5 Firstly, thanks to everyone for being on time! Sunday started as I came skidding in with seconds before the 9h30 departure time. Everyone else's watches are FAST! It was a pleasure to have a few new additions to the ride. Jean Pierre and his better half as well as the esteemed Dr Govender. Thanks to Atlantic chaps for letting them know about the ride, their company was great. The mob gathers, Don't know why Wolf is smiling, must be a good day!The mob gathers, Don't know why Wolf is smiling, must be a good day! Given that we were determined not to ride motorway, Wolfgang led us "round the houses" out of Plattekloof and through Durbanville. Leaving Durbanville we came across a police road block checking the criminals with no number plates and licenses. All this while cars with buckled and wobbling wheels are simply waved through. Idiots! Wolfgang continued leading until we got to the Perdeberg road where I rode to the front and took the lead. The roads were fantastic and the cool temperatures made for a really pleasant day to be in the saddle. With 3 hours to make Ceres, we took our time and took a short photo break coming over Bains Kloof. With loads of sand washed across the road, one had to be most cautious when negotiating the tight and twisty road. The riders coming up Bains KloofThe riders coming up Bains Kloof The views from the pass were fantastic. Snow still peppered the mountains while the river was in strong flow. Several waterfalls cascaded over the cliffs and if ever there was a good feeling, this was it. Bains Kloof CrowdBains Kloof Crowd At the foot of the pass we stopped in at Calabash for a coffee and tea break. Very hospitable, they didn't even charge for the coffee. 800ST800ST While there we decided that before joining the Michells Pass (before Ceres) we would give Andy a few minutes to get ahead and take some photo's. You'll see that my little digital camera simply isn't up to the task. Coming up Bains KloofComing up Bains Kloof From Calabash we had an hour to reach Ceres (12h30 lunch booking) so with no pressure we were able to take it nice and easy, although every time we were offered a series of twisties the blast was very welcome. Another part of the crowd coming over Bains KloofAnother part of the crowd coming over Bains Kloof Michells pass always g/tees a great ride. The 800ST was fantastic and as we all came in one after another, everyone had ear to ear grins plastered on their face. Lunch was at the Ceres Inn (ex Herberg). When we stopped to call the restaurant their seemed to be some confusion when I said we're outside. How could we be outside, yet in theri garden a smattering of BMW's littered the car park? As a coincidence, this was the mob returning from Matroosberg who happened to arrive five minutes before us. After booting the filthy rabble :-) out of the clean restaurant we were offered a great meal at excellent rates. Cliff, Alvin and James who had been to Matjiesfontein for the weekend arrived in Ceres while we were having lunch and it was good to have them join us. James, Cliff, Wolfgang, JP, JP's missus who I won't try to spellJames, Cliff, Wolfgang, JP, JP's missus who I won't try to spell It was great couple of hours spent chatting to friends and guests and an unexpected pleasure as Rusty, Gis and their two young'uns arrived. A great family who always complement an event. Brian and Roz, Johannes, Lorna and AndyBrian and Roz, Johannes, Lorna and Andy After lunch, Brian and Ros on their beautiful new 1200RT left with Andy to take the long way home via the Touws River road. Those left went back over Michells Pass before joining the Slanghoek road to take us back to the N1 via Goudini. (Oh, someone never saw the sign which forced the group to have to make a U-Turn - darn small sign :-( ) The low-level flight along the slanghoek road was fantastic, although the side wind can be a bit scary when you're at speed. After passing a frustrated camera operator on the N1 we took the Du Toits Kloof pass as the final stretch for the afternoon. It was good to have a few bikes at sport touring pace and we made short work of the pass, waiting at the foot again for everyone to join. From there, we all made our individual way home, although the ST was looking for some gas as we slipped into Engen Winelands. A great day in excellent company. Thank you to all who made it, we hope you enjoyed the day too. Cheers Lawrence p.s. More pics to come

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We were on our way to Church when we stopped at the Engen - were so tempted to join you guys :)
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Is that ''really'' a picture of a road bike on gravel I see??? - or was it photoshopped ;) :) :)

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Charles it's a photoshop...there are bits of tar on the centre of the back tyre:-)
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I opted to stay in bed and to catch up on some reading - but I am very interested to see the photos taken by Andy with his new camera! Come on Boet! Show the stuff! Christo L

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Trip report......... Well done Laurence, nice trip report bud. So too was seeing you and the merry on road men at the Ceres Inn on our way home on Sunday. Once again, great trip report. Mine is still under construction..... Rusty in the eye of adventure.
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Here are a couple of snaps of the guys coming up the pass before entering Ceres!! The leadersThe leaders The BunchThe Bunch Close upsClose ups Close ups 2Close ups 2 Andy1200 Never ride faster than your guardian angel can fly!!!
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Great shots, thanks Andy. Lawrence Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safetly in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadsides, loudly proclaiming WOW, What a RIDE!
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UPDATED WITH ADDED PICCIES Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safetly in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadsides, loudly proclaiming WOW, What a RIDE!