After a leisurely breakfast we stuffed our bags with homemade treats including a loaf of George’s fresh bread and jam (that Andy made yesterday).
I wish we could of stayed longer in George’s company he is an interesting chap that was a pleasure getting to know. Though to be fair if your riding mountain bikes at 70yrs your definitely our type of gent!!
Back on the road after a day of rest and legs are feeling fresh and strong. We had been riding through wine country and not tasted a drop. There were endless rows of grapes in Each vineyard with quirky cafes attached. There are many shady character round these parts.
The ride was predominately downhill and the predicted storm held off. We arrived in Martinbourgh and as if by clockwork the pitter patter of rain started.
Headed to the Martinbourgh holiday park to be delighted with a 10% discount for turning up by bike, BOOM!
Met a fellow tourer Brian from Canada coming back from the South Island and was giving us tips and maps for a couple of trails. Starting to dread the sand flies and we aren’t even there yet.
Andy went to clean his teeth and disappeared for a hour and a half. On his return he was uplifted from conversing with a chap called Frans. They had been putting the worlds to right and he had been enlighten.