Photograph: The bakkie heading for “Die Baai”
I would not be permitted to enter the Addo Elephant National Park on a bicycle. I didn’t want to either; the thought of being trampled by an elephant or gobbled up by one of the Big Five didn’t appeal one bit.
So I aimed to head back to “Die Baai” and accepted the offer of a lift in the back of a bakkie to the industrial town of Uitenhage, 40 kilometres inland of PE.
The vehicle rumbled along some dirt roads, through game farms, before reaching its destination, by which time I was soaked in rain.
I nevertheless continued cycling, enjoying the radical change in weather from the heat of the day before.
Once again seeking a way that avoided freeways, I passed the town of Despatch and then entered PE on a double-lane road past a township where every house appeared to have a solar heating unit on its roof.
Every time I stopped I would freeze but I didn’t have much reason to stop very often. I was feeling different to previous days’ cycling, both upcountry and here in the Eastern Cape. I was starting to feel fit.
Pushing the pedals had now become a pleasure.
More-or-less following the route of the inaugural Tour of South Africa was now becoming an experience on a bicycle, at last, and not a “baie sukkel” (Afrikaans for struggling a lot!).
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