Lutzville – Nuwerus
35 Miles
Erik:
Due to having too much fun the night
before, the 14th was pretty much hell. "Jetoncia"
was out in full swing (this is what we call stephanie when she is not
her usual lovely self). We were hungover and weak and it was uphill
and uphill. We left really late so it was super hot early on in the
ride. After about 10 miles the road turned to gravel. Seventeen
miles. Steph and I were dying. The ups and downs were steep and
difficult to ride on our road bikes. Corrugated and sandy. Our backs
and shoulders were sore from absorbing all the shock. The downs are
usually a small break but were just as bad, if not worse, than the
uphills. We were on our brakes the whole time and super alert. Steph
was in a horrible mood.
Finally though, we arrived in Nuwerus.
We rode up to the first farm that we saw and knocked on the door.
Rosa greeted us (70yr old farm owner) and said it was ok to pitch our
tent and have a hot bath. She insisted we have tea with her and her
daughter. After tea she graciously offered to let us sleep in the
spare bedroom. She had just slaughtered two sheep the day before and
let us have some meat to braai as well. The best meat I've ever had.
We went to sleep early. Much needed.
Steph:
I hated today.
It's wonderful to be able to hear about your adventure, even when in retrospect it won't be considered glamorous. Here's to fewer days like this one! Glad you were able to get some hot tea and a good night's rest.
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