This weekend was soul riding. A handful of us headed out to the Cradle of Mankind for a bit of technical riding followed by the ubiquitous coffee and in this case, apple pie and cream. OK, so I had an omelette instead but that's not the point.
The point is that I ride for the exercise, the space, the cameraderie and the social interaction afterwards. This ride just happened to include herds of gemsbok and wildebeest, some impala dashing across the road in front of us and two tortoises giving it horns.
And Sunday was the single track all the way up the Braamfontein Spruit to Greenside for famous Vida coffee followed by brunch at Doppios. (I am such a name dropper).
And for the first time in ages, I loved my riding. Not too much, not too far and wonderful company.
So what's your story?
What gets you out of bed and onto two wheels?
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In winter? Great determination and willpower, and often they fail.
ReplyDeleteIn summer? Riding off my stoep, out of town and across the vlaktes in any number of directions, for as far or as long as I want to.
Cycling along on brisk mornings watching the field-mice sunning themselves, or the Black Eagles working the early morning lift in search of dassies. There are some up-sides to living in a one-donkey-dorp ;)
Oh yes, the mojo? It's a singlespeed 29r, but then you knew that!
Hmmm, wide open spaces and time to be alone. Sounds amazing.
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