It was one of those days where things seem to go pear shaped. Sean broke his second hangar and after stopping to help, we carried on but quite easy.
But my right quad had other ideas. It just wouldn't work and I battled to ride...which is no insignificant problem.
It was also a day when it just felt one day too many. And there is still a long way to go. I felt really tired today and another injury was too much.
I took some anti-inflams and strapped the knee and miraculously I could cycle almost painfree but limped the portages. I reckon we walked about 15km today.
It was also a day that I would love to have ridden fresh. Technical climbs and descents to die for.
But I was focused inward again trying to get myself through the day. I was even deciding who to phone for sympathy.
The magnificent downhill into the Baviaanskloof gave Doug and I a boost and we got a whole lot of momentum for the 11 river crossings. Sightings of kudu also kept us going.
So here we are at Kudu Khaya in Cambria stuffiing ourselves with banana bread and other.
I am feeling chirpier and can face another day.
Well done to Andrew and Tim who have finished already.
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