Vioolsdrif – Aussenkehr
35 Miles
Erik:
We crossed to Namibia! The landscape is
a bit surreal. It looks like Jawas should be popping out everywhere.
Steph:
As we left the border station, sharp
mountains popped up in the distance. We kept raising our fists and
couragously yelling "TO ISENGUARD!". Haha! God, we're
nerds. The border was incredibly easy to cross. Everyone was friendly
and pleasant. No biggie.
The landscape really just got weirder
and weirder. Parts of it were very much like AZ. The colors of the
mountains were the same browns, reds and greys. But everything was so
barren. We took some epic photos to share with everyone. They don't
really do it justice, but it's better than having me ramble away
about it. I was in awe the whole entire ride though. The road was
cool. It wasn't the main highway, so there were no cars and we could
ride side by side (instead of hugging the edge of tar for dear life).
We arrived in Aussenkehr around noon and met Antonie. It turns out he
is the General Manager of one of the several Vineyards that make up
this town. His house is right on the Orange River and is beautiful.
He is very nice and clearly passionate about this place. His little
Jack Russel is the buffest most "Jacked" (see what I did
there?) little dog I've ever seen. His name is David.
We had a sweet braai as well. His
friends and collegues, Sean and Pete, were very fun.
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| We made it! |
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| Peanut Butter. Gods gift to cyclists. |
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| To Isengaurd! |
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