Gou Senekal toe saam met Abí/ Quick one to Senekal with Abí
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Van 20 tot 22 Maart het ek en Abí gou vir ouma en oupa hulle in die Vrystaat gaan kuier. Dit was Abí se eerste lang rit en sy wat 'n manlike agteroppie. Roete was grofweg N1, N12, R59, R57, R707 en klein stukkie N5. Die roete is nie sleg nie maar baie slaggate verla op die R707 naby Petrus Steyn, manlijk met motorfiets, maar sal nie lekker wees in 'n sedan nie. Ons het lekker gery en gestop by Petroport naby Pretoria, Engen 1 Stop naby Meyerton en by die Peerlandpadstal anderkant Petrus Steyn. Die naweek ook lekker saam met Ouma hulle geniet. en die pad net so weer terugegry. Dit was ook my eerste lang rit met die BMW R1250 GSA HP, wat 'n gemaklike fiets. Die tegnologie is uitstekend en sy het lekker WOEMA wanneer nodig.
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From 20 to 22 March, Abí and I went to visit Grandma and pa in the Free State. It was Abi's first long ride and she was a great pillion. Our route was roughly N1, N12, R59, R57, R707 and small stretch of N5. The route is not bad but has many potholes especially on the R707 near Petrus Steyn, easy with the motorcycle, but will not be a pleasure in a sedan. We drove and stopped at Petroport near Pretoria, Engen 1 Stop near Meyerton and at the Peerlandpadstal on the other side of Petrus Steyn. We also enjoyed the weekend with Grandma and pa and took he same route back. It was also my first long ride with the BMW R1250 GSA HP, what a comfortable bike. The technology is excellent and she has the WOEMA when needed.
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Ons... Pa en Dogter.
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Reën oppad, en ons het lekker natgereën, Heilbron.
Net voor ons nagereën het...
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Loskompdam loop oor / Loskop Dam overflows
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Onder 'n paar fotos van ons onlangse vinnige rit na Loskopdam en Maroela Pub & Grill...
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Under photos of our recent trip to Loskop dam and Maroela Pub & Grill...
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Familie TOG! Family TRIP! - 12-13 Okt/Oct 2019
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As mens Vrydagaand besluit om Saterdagoggend jou dogter op 'n oornag natuurmotorfiets-avontuur te neem in die Wolkberge, gebeur dinge vinnig.
Die jaar spoed na sy einde en Dürandt en Abí het al 'n motorfietstoer(tjie) saam met hul pa gehad, net Niah nog nie en tyd is min. So besluit ek om Niah verlede naweek op 'n kort oornag toer te vat na die Mafefe area (Wolkberge). Intussen WhatsApp ek vir Kobus en laat weet ons gaan, en dat hy welkom is om saam te kom, o ja ek vertel darem vir Tanya ons gaan. Kobus stem in om eers later die Saterdag aan te sluit, en Tanya lig my in van my verlies aan fokus, aangesien ons die vier aktiewe byekorwe die Saterdag aand in Tzaneen omgewing móés gaan haal. Ek dink vinnig en Tanya help, ons gaan kamp en hulle kry ons die Sondag by die kamp, kuier en braai en daarvandaan tel ons die byekorwe op. En so is die plan gemaak. Niah skrik die Saterdag oggend wakker (05:40) met haar pa wat aandring dat sy moet regmaak want ons ry nou-nou op 'n motorfietstoer. Sy het verdwaas na die horlosie gekyk en my aangestaar asof ek in die bol gepik was, maar sonder om te veel verder te vra, net dan en wan iets soos "gaan ons swem", het sy gewillig gepak. Nie lank hierna is ons gepak 3 harde bokse gepak met my en Niah op Ghülandt is ons daar weg, proviant in Potties (Mokopane) gekoop en rustig die paar kilometertjies aangedurf. Eerste stop Nkumidamme, daar is darem so bietjie water in, neem 'n paar fotos en besef dat die dag nog gaan warm raak, toe reeds 26 grade. Van hier gaan ons verder en ry binne die spoedgrens, deur Lebowakgomo aangesien die boetebessies en dorings nogaal aktief hier kan wees. Nie lank daarna draai ons links op die Mafefe pad en toe is ons by die afdraai na Kamp1 soos die kamp op my GPS bekend staan. Van hier (en dis so wonderlik) is daar GEEN selfoon sein nie! Dit voel soos die goeie ou '80s geen niemand kan jou in die hande kry behalwe deur jou te besoek nie. Die pad is rof en ons is swaar, die GS se voorwiel wil wil so bietjie lig en Niah het verkeie kere eerder afgeklim as om op te bly teen die opdraendes uit en die water oor. Dis duidelik droog. Maar gou-gou is ons by die ou bekende Kamp1. Niah kannie wag om te gaan swem nie en ek gun haar die vryheid en gaan swem saam. Dit was nie warm nie, eerder leeu koud, maar verfrissend. Ek los haar daar en begin kamp opslaan, later help sy die tent opslaan en ons begin hout bymekaarmaak vir 'n lekker kampvuur. Nie lank daarna kom Kobus aan en hy slaan sy tent op en ons sit by die (dooie) vuur en gesels. Dis rustig en kalm. Net voëltjies en die dreuning van die water kon gehoor word. Later steek ons die vuur aan en gesels verder, Niah is honger en ons maak kaasbroodjies, eet biltong en NikNaks en later Doritos, seker nie baie gesond nie maar lekker. Ons maak verskeie kere koffie en teen 21:00 raak Niah langs die vuur in die stof aan die slaap. Later maak ek haar wakker en stuur haar tent toe. Nog een koffie en ons gaan ook slaap. Sondagoggend is ek vroeg op en kry weer die vuur aan die gang ons gaan uitry en Tanya hulle oppad kry en op "seinheuwel" saam braai. Nie nodig om the jaag nie, maar doelgerig aangaan met ontbytmaak en kamp so stadig maar seker oppak. Kobus is oudergewoonte eerste klaar, soos iets klaar gebruik word dit perfek gestoor. Niah spring in die yskoue rivier en swem (bad) en ons ouer koulikers bly maar uit, darem tande gewas en waar noodsaaklik. Ontbyt is braaibroodjies met kaas, Doritos en biltong. En toe breek finale pak en vertrek aan. Die uitry is maar soos die kom, Niah wil afklim laat ek haar afklim, die terrein is maar moeilik en ek is bly om van die gewig te verloor voor te tegnies raak. Ons kry Tanya en die ander kinders by Hwelesaneng en ons ry teen die styl maar mooi sement pad tot bo. Hier maak ons vuur en die kindes verken die ou geboue en ons braai. Die son is warm maar dis lekker. Dis hoog bo seevlak, so nie baie bome nie. Maar darem 'n koel windjie wat waai. My bles sê les op. Die middag gaan vinnig verby en toe is dit tyd om die terugtog aan te pak, Kobus huistoe en ons om die bykorwe te gaan haal. Die aand 22:00 is ons by die huis. Kinders moeg, ouers moeg, en die bye uitgesit met net een steek! Ons slaap almal soos klippe! Dankie vir dit wat ons het, familie, die natuur, die voorreg om motoprfiets te ry, die veilige rit, en U hand van beskerming. Dankie vir Tanya, Niah, Dürandt, Abí en my beste vriend Kobus, nog een vir die argiewe, nog 'n storie om my kleinkinders te vertel. |
If you on short notice decide to take your daughter on an overnight nature motorcycle adventure, things happen fast.
The year are speeding on and Dürandt and Abí already had a motorcycle tour, only Niah did not and time is short. So I decided to take Niah last weekend on a short overnight tour to the Mafefe area (Wolkberge). Meanwhile I (WhatsApp) tell Kobus that we are going and that he is welcome to come along, and I accidentally remembered to tell Tanya we're going. Kobus agrees to join us later the Saturday and Tanya informs me of my loss of focus, as we were suppose to pick up four active beehives on Saturday evening in Tzaneen area. Tanya and I, think quickly and decide that we can go camping and that they will join us at camp on Sunday, socialise and "braai" and from there we go and pick up the beehives. The plan was set. Niah wakes up on Saturday morning (05:40) with her father demanding that she must pack because we are going on a motorcycle tour. She looked at the watch and stared at me as if I lost my mind, but without asking much more, just here and there a question like "are we going to swim", she willingly packed. Not long after we were packed; 3 hard GS panniers packed and with Niah and I on Ghülandt we left, bought supplies in Potties (Mokopane) and took the few planned miles slowly and safely. Our first stop is Nkumidamme, it has little water. we took some photos and realised that the day is going to get warm, it was already 26 degrees. From here we continue, through Lebowakgomo as the speedcops is very active. Not long after, we turned left onto the Mafefe road and then at the turnoff to "Kamp1" as the camp is known on my GPS. From here (and it's so wonderful) there is NO cellphone signal! It feels like the good old '80s no one can get hold of you except by visiting you. The road is rough and we are heavy, the GS's front wheel wants to leave mother earth and Niah decided to disembark a number of times, rather than staying, on the uphills and water-crossings. It's clearly dry. Soon we were at the old famous "Kamp1". Niah could not wait to take a swimming. I give her the freedom and we went swimming together. The water was not warm, rather freezing cold, but refreshing. I left her there and start setting up the camp, later she helped pitching the tent and we gathered wood together, for a nice campfire. Not long after, Kobus arrived and he pitches his tent and from there we sat by the (unlit) fire and talk. It's quiet and calm, only birds and the noice of the water could be heard. Later we lit the fire and continue talking, Niah became hungry and we made cheese sandwiches, ate biltong and NikNaks and later Doritos, probably not very healthy but tasty. We made coffee several times and by 9pm Niah fell asleep next to the fire in the gravel and dust. I later woke her and send her to bed. One more coffee and off to bed. Sunday morning I got up early and got the fire going as we were going to drive out to the main road and meet Tanya on their way and "braai" on signal hill. There was no need to rush, but purposefully going ahead with breakfast and breaking camp. Kobus as usual is finished first, as is finished with something it gets stored away. Niah jumps into the ice-cold river and swims (baths) and the older fellows stay away, but at least brushed their teeth and where otherwise required. Breakfast is toasted sandwiches with cheese, Doritos and biltong. Then the final packing and departure began. The return ride is the same as coming, if Niah wants to get off I let her, the terrain is difficult and I am happy to lose some weight before it was getting too technical. Tanya joined us at Hwelesaneng and we drove up the steep hill, on a beautiful cement road to the top of the hill. Here we made a fire while the children explored the old buildings followed up with a "braai". The sun is warm but it's satisfying. As it is high above sea level, there are not many trees, but a constant cool breeze was blowing. My bald head paid the price. The afternoon passed quickly and then it was time to start the journy back, Kobus to his home and us on to fetch the beehives. At 22:00 we are at home. Kids tired, parents tired, and the bees placed with only one sting! We all slept like loggs! Thank you for what we have, family, nature, the privilege of riding a motorcycle, the safe ride, and Your Holy hand of protection. Thank you Tanya, Niah, Dürandt, Abí and my best friend Kobus, another one for the archives, another story to tell my grandchildren. |
Liam's Journey - 9-10 Feb 2019
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Liam is 'n baie spesial seun met spesiale behoeftes. Die StofKat groep het saam met ander besighede and individue besluit om 'n rit van Bela-Bela via Vaalwater en Melkrivier na Nylstroom, te reël ten bate van sy mediese onkostes en natuurlik ook 'n stofmaak geleentheid.
Dit was 'n voorreg om saam met mede avontuurmotorfiets ryers die twee dae te spandeer en die "geel" roete met SAND aan te durf. Limpopo is 'n pragtige provinsie wat tov toerisme volgens my groot potensiaal het. Ons het weggespring in Bela-Bela en die grond aangepak via Bakkerpas na Vaalwater. Ongelukkig het die sandmonster een van ons maats gevang en hy het so stukkie van moederaarde gekoop en in die transaksie sy been op twee plekke gebreek, eina!! Hy is onmiddelik met die uitstekende gereelde "back-up" voertuig afgevoer na die naaste hospitaal! Wel gedaan manne! Skielik het almal versigtiger en met meer respek die sand aangevat en die worsrolletjie en waterpunt op Bakkerspas besoek. Die pad was iets van alles, klippe, spoelslote, sand en goeie grond, alles wat 'n avontuurryer na uitsien. Ps Dalk nie so baie na die sand gedeelte nie, maar dit bly 'n uitdaaging en oorwinnign as jy heel anderpad uitkom. Die Saterdagaand slaap ons oor by Lekhalo Safaries, wat 'n wonderlike plek. Tente is opgeslaan en die swembad was 'n wonderlike lafenis na die warm dag. Die kos was ongelooflik lekker en die geselskap puik. Dankie Lekhalo! Die volgende oggend is dit ontbyt, net so lekker soos nie aandete, nie lank daarna is ons weer oppad. Kobus en ek was van agter tweede en derde en dis to dat die vark (nie nie Kobus nie) die vlakvark besluit om op 'n mooi stukkie reguit pad voor Kobus in te hardloop, hy het die vark soos 'n waaghals gemis maar toe wel met die grond kennis gemaak. Ribbes seer en enkel se ligamente af, het hy verder die pad aangedurf, saluut! Ps. Ou Ryper (R1200 GS) het net weer opgestaan en verder aangegaan, nuwe merke en storie om te vertel. Nie baie verder aan nie het, ons, ek en Kobus besluit om korter pad huistoe te vat sodat hy kan begin herstel na die grondkopery. Net na 12:00 stop ek by die huis bruin van die stof, maar tevrede! Die res van die manne nadat Cobus sy sleutelbeen gereek het (en so huistoe gery het), het ook veilig by die huis gearriveer. Dankie aan die orgniseerders vir alles en ook die geleentheid om julle te leer ken. Liam ons bid vir jou en weet met Jesus aan jou sy sal jy genees word, DV. |
Liam is a very special boy with special needs. The StofKat group, together with other businesses and individuals, decided to arrange a trip from Bela-Bela via Vaalwater and Melkrivier to Nylstroom, to benefit his medical expenses and, of course, creating a dust event.
It was a privilege to spend the two days with fellow adventure motorcyclists and venture into the "yellow" trail with SAND. Limpopo is a beautiful province that has great potential for tourism. We started in Bela-Bela and took the gravel via Bakkerpas to Vaalwater. Unfortunately, the sand monster caught one of our friends forcing him to buy a piece of mother earth and in the action broke his leg in two places!! He was immediately transported to the nearest hospital with the excellent backup vehicle! Well done! Suddenly, everyone took the sand more seriously and treated it with respect and not long after we arrived at the sausage roll and water point on Bakkerspas. The road had everything, stones, ditches, sand and even good gravel, everything an adventurer looks for. Ps Maybe not the sand, but sand remains a challenge and victory if you get through it in one piece. On Saturday night we sleep over at Lekhalo Safaris, what a wonderful place. Tents were pitched and the swimming pool was a wonderful treat after the hot day. The food was incredibly well prepared and the company was even better. Thanks Lekhalo! The next morning we had breakfast, just as god as dinner, and not long afterwards we were on our way again. Kobus and I were second and third from behind and it was then that the pig (no not Kobus!) decided to run in front of Kobus on a nice straight road, he missed the pig like a daredevil but then met the ground. Ribs hurting and with torn ligaments, he continued on the road, salute! Ps. "Ou Ryperd" (R1200 GS) just got up and went on, new marks with new stories to tell. Not much further, we, Kobus and I decided to take a short cut home so that he could start recovering from the fall and just after 12:00 the afternoon I stopped at home, brown from the dust, but satisfied! The rest of team also made it home with Cobus braking his collarbone (and still rode home). Thank you to the organizers for everything and the opportunity to get to know you. Liam we pray for you and know with Jesus that she will be healed, DV. |
Die roete/ The route (Kobus/Jacques)
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Kaap toe saam met my dogter... 2018Aangesien ek vir my studies in elkgeval Kaap toe moes gaan, kry ek hierdie bevlieging dat ek gaan Kaap toe ry, en hoekom nie sommer dit saam met my dogter doen nie, dit is mos haar beurt! So ontspring en groei die idea tot 'n werkbare plan, en dit werk so dat selfs Kobus kan saamry.
Ses dae se verof koop, hele 17 dae weg, met deurgang deur sewe van ons provinsies plus 'n stukkie deur Lesotho. Niah was maar skrikkerig want 4600km op 'n motorfiets is nie te versmaai nie. Maar sy was opgewonde om haar oumas en oupas en ook ouma grootjie te sien. Haar pa het ook seker gemaak sy kan na audio boeke luister op die pad ('n seëning op sy eie). Ons roete was rofweg, Mokopane, Senekal, Beaufort Wes, Langebaan, Kaapstad (net ek), Robertson, Groot Brak, Baviaanskloof, Grahamstad, Ugie, Sanipas, Senekal, Meyerton, Mokopane... 5000km. Ons plan so dat Kobus by ons kan aansluit in die Baviaans. Daar is so baie om te vertel dat ek nie weet regtig wat om te deel nie... Ek sou sê die hoogtepunte was, vinnige kuierjie in Merweville en die herontmoeting met my niggie (20+ jaar later), Malgas pont, Witsand, oorbly by Andrè en Elise in Groot Brak (vir Niah hier die regte "pinball" masjien), die ontmoeting met Kobus en oorbly in Makedaatgrotte asook die ry deur die Baviaanskloof, oorslaap in Smokey Moon Backpackers (weird but wonderful), die grondpad op na Peet-hulle in die Ugie omgewing, die modderry op my verjaarsdag terug (baie beslis), Sani pas, my susterskind, Juanique, se troue...en natuurlik om veilig terugby die huis te kom met geen negatiewe insidente. Laastens die bou van verhoudinge en spesifiek met my dogter Niah. Hoe sy met my uitgehou het sal net sy weet. Dis nie altyd maklik gewees met vol bokse en 'n agteroppie nie. Dankie my Blom vir alles, pappa het dit so geniet en jy was 'n ster agteroppie vir 4600km. Jy het opgebly op party plekke waar sterk manne sou geweier het om saam te gaan... Dankie vir die vertroue wat jy in my het en ek weet die tydjie saam sal altyd vir my super spesiaal wees... Ek hoop en bid dat jy altyd Jesus in jou hartjie sal hou soos jy deur jou optrede gewys het op die nie altyd so "lekker" rit nie. Partykeer was dit koud -2 grade Celsius, die roete nat, modder en amper so steil dat selfs ek nie weet hoe ons dit gemaak het nie... Dit was ook die eerste keer dat ek 'n motorfiets moes vang wat links oor sy stand deur die wind gewaai word... dankie. Kobus wat sou ek sonder jou gemaak het, want geen mens kan 'n GSA alleen optel in modder nie... Dankie vir jou geduld met my onvermoë. Vir die kamaraderie en wysheid om partykeer maar stil te bly. Hoop ons kan nog baie kms saam ry. Aan my vrou en ander twee kinders dankie dat julle ons toegelaat het om dit saam te kon doen en julle vir amper 3 weke by die huis te los... Video: https://youtu.be/LxdAS3savHU #dadandniahadventure2018 #limkaap18 #letyourlightshine #psalm34vs7 #collectingmemoriesnotthings |
Cape trip with my daugher... 2018Since I had to go to Cape Town for my studies, I got the vision to do it with my daughter, as it was her turn! The idea evolved and grown into a workable plan, and it even had Kobus coming along. Six days off leave, buying 17 days away, passing through seven of our provinces plus a piece of Lesotho. Niah was scary at he the though because 4600km on a motorcycle was not the ideal pre-teen outing. She was excited to see her grandmothers and -fathers and great grandmother. At least her father also made sure she could listen to audio books on the go (a blessing on its own). Our route was roughly Mokopane, Senekal, Beaufort West, Langebaan, Cape Town (only me), Robertson, Great Brak, Baviaanskloof, Grahamstown, Ugie, Sani pass, Senekal, Meyerton, Mokopane ... 5000km. We planned that Kobus will join us in Baviaans. There is so much to tell that I do not really know what to share and what to leave... I would say the highlights were as follows: A quick visit to Merweville and the reunion with my niece (20+ years later), Malgas pont, Witsand, stay over with Andrè and Elise in Great Brak (for Niah the highlight the Pinball machine), the meeting with Kobus and staying over in Makedaat Caves and the ride through the Baviaanskloof, sleeping at Smokey Moon Backpackers (weird but wonderful), the gravel road to Peet in the Ugie area, the mud-riding on my birthday (very definitely), Sani pass, my sister's daughter, Juanique's wedding... and of course the safe return home with zero bad incidents. Finally, building relationships and specifically the one with my daughter Niah. How she survived me will she will know. It's not always been easy with full panniers and pillion. Thank you Niah for everything. Daddy enjoyed it so much and you were a star all 4600km. You've kept with it even in places where strong men would have refused to go... Thank you for the confidence you have shown in me. I know the time together will always be a super special memory... I hope and pray that you will always keep Jesus in your heart as you have shown by your actions on the not always so "nice" ride. Sometimes it was cold -2 degrees Celsius, the road wet, muddy and some places so steep that I do not know how we have made it ... It the first time I had to catch a motorcycle almost blown over by the wind to the left while on the stand... thanks. Kobus what would I have done without you, no normal person can pick up a GSA alone in mud ... Thank you for your patience with my inability. For the camaraderie and wisdom sometimes to just keep quiet. Hope we can ride a lot of kms together. To my wife and other kids thank you for the opportunity to leave you for almost 3 weeks... Video: https://youtu.be/LxdAS3savHU #dadandniahadventure2018 #limkaap18 #letyourlightshine #psalm34vs7 #collectingmemoriesnotthings |
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Die Roete/ The Route
MOSDES 2017
Rit na Mosabiek saam met my seun...Ons ek en Dürandt my nege jarige seun het planne gemaak om saam op my BMW R1200GSA na Kobus se plek Abenḉoado Lodge in Mosambiek te reis. Ons het vir meer as ‘n maand saam elke oggend gebid sodat Dürandt self moet besluit of hy die 2523km wil aanpak. Na hy besluit het dat hy saamgaan, kon ons nie wag dat ons reis begin nie… en ons was amper 'n week voor ons Pa en Seun avontuur, klaar gepak. Min het ons geweet dat Jesus met ons ‘n plan het en dit het verseker uitgedraai as ‘n reis met God, Pa en Seun… Ons het besluit dat Jesus saam met ons moet reis en Dürandt se dagstukkie boek geskandeer en op my foon gestoor sodat ons, sein of nie sein, daagliks ons bybelstudie kon doen. Ons het dit volgehou vir ons rit en gaan steeds aan.
Hier is 'n paar fotos van ons rit... Jacques Malan |
Riding to Mozambique with my son...Dürandt (my nine-year-old son) and I, planned to travel with my BMW R1200GSA to my friend Kobus's Abenḉoado Lodge in Mozambique. We for more than a month prayed together every morning so that Dürandt can decide for himself whether he wants and is able to tackle the 2523km. After he decided he will go along, we could not wait for our Dad and Son adventure trip to start... and because of this we were packed almost a week before its start. Little did we know that Jesus had a plan with us and turned it into a journey with God, Father and Son ... We decided that Jesus should travel with us and to prepare scanned Dürandt's daily scripture book and store it on my phone so that we, cellular signal or not, could do our daily Bible study. We kept to our commitment and is still doing it.
Here are some pictures of our ride ... Jacques Malan |
