Aus to the Orange river...
The next morning I carry out repairs. I replace the 2 H7 globes in my headlight cluster. It's quite a fiddly job, especially if you do not have hands like a mid-wife, or a concert pianist. Patience is a virtue. I depart Aus, taking the tar road down to Rosh Pinah, where I can top up the tank.
Rosh Pinah is a mining town. The tar road ends, and I take the direction towards Noordoewer.
Wow, this looks awesome...
This will turn into a very challenging ride, today. The road is very windy in places, and the surface constantly changes from sand to rocky, and or all mixed. So, I get to really work the big GS, using the rear wheel to control and steer the bike. Unfortunatly I have no one to capture these moments on camera, as I'm alone, and too busy doing the riding...
Along the Orange river, the view is fantastic. On the other side lies the Richtersveldt NP, and all this is part of a Transfrontier National Park. Along this road I encounter signs, "Private Property - Keep Out!" Small Diamond mining operations all along this road. The area is notorious for attracting the some dodgy mf's, and several incidents in the past have made the headlines. But, the road today is empty so far...
...and it is very hot... did I see 50deg C on the computer?
The closed in valleys, flanked by rock walls, and the green river bed contrast beautifully...
And the figs growing out of the rocks close to the river, give cool shade.
What a lovely piece of road... but I musn't get complacent. a little later, around a blind bend I encounter a truck. Traffic? No problem...
I reach the confluence of the Fish and Orange river. Yes, there are pools of water amongst the smoothed out rocks, containing some sort of fish.
The causeway across the Fish river, and the road goes on...
This view goes on for quite a long while, as the road leads away from the river into real rocky terrain, and I have to ride out of my skin, to maintain focus, as it is incredibly difficult in 50deg C heat. My 3L Camelback has payed for itself, over and over again...
Many hours later, I eventually find shade, and a hut to sleep in at the Felix Unite River Camp, near Noordoewer. Lovely place. Just what I need, now. I first have to rescue a massive red roman 'spider' (Solifugae are not true spiders, which are from a different order, Araneae. Like scorpions and harvestmen, they belong to a distinct arachnid order.) He/she's caught in the shower, and needs help getting out. We catch him/her, and release him/her into the grass, but he/she quickly disappears into the maze of reeds which make up the wall of the hut.
Now I will chill out and wait out the afternoon heat. Later when the sun sets, I will venture up to the bar for some refreshing Tafel lagers and a decent scoff.
Tommorrow, it's back on tar for the long haul east towards Joburg.