Day 3, Uilenskraalmond to L’Agulhas-86.11km, 04h20m – Avg Speed 19,1kph
Early wake-up to start the packing, looked like a Tsunami hit the tent, small space and lots of stuff. Soon it was all packed up and back into the panniers, loaded it all onto the Kruzer, ready to roll. Had 2 couples that’s on a caravaning holiday for neighbours and could get my flask filled with hot water for coffee along the way. 08h00, checking in with Freda and I’m on my way. Great spot for camping and resting at this camping site, from bungalows to tents and beautiful surround.
Turned right into the rising early morning sun towards Die Dam and a straight road for the next 25km, or that’s the way it felt, quite some hills for sleepy legs, fortunately only a light breeze filling the air with the smell of the sea across the dunes. On the straight road I counted 5 spots where accidents happened with rubbish from the wrecks along the road. Loads of bottles, cans and fast food packaging littering the side of the road.
I reached my turn towards Struisbaai and onto my first gravel road and into the food basket of South Africa, wheat and sheep farming. Rounding a turn, a nice downhill to a river crossing, but on the other side, a mother of a climb which I managed to pedal about 80% and then walked the rest of the way. A farmer was working with 2 monster size tractors, preparing for the season.
Looking back I had my last look at the Atlantic ocean before crossing inland to the Indian ocean side of South Africa and Africa.
Farmers sped past in their bakkies and huge dust clouds covered me, blanking out everything with about a 10 meter vision. The road is not bad but patches of corrugation made the going somewhat difficult, but the scenery made up for that.
Up and down, wind picking up I wound my way towards the coast, farmers blocking the road as they move their sheep to some destination. As I rounded a bend I noticed a pink dam in up front next to the road and as I got closer heard the unique grunting noise of a huge flock of Flamingos.
As I stood there watching this display of pink, I heard the call of a Fish Eagle and had a front row seats with 2 of them playing in the African sky giving me a display of their mastery of flight. A few km further, no fence along the road and 4 female Ostriches and visions of me being chased by them flashed in my minds eye, but they fluffed their feathers and easily jogged alongside for 200 meters. Past the Agulhas nature reserve
and onto the tar road to Struisbaai, quick look at the harbour, the beach and view towards Arniston
before the final 6km to L’Agulhus, with the Indian ocean now giving me a salt spray. The most Southern light house now my beacon I pedalled along the sea at a sedate cadence as day 3 came to an end, 86.11km, traveling time 04h20m and an average speed of 19.9kph.
Another good day on the Krooze with the Kruzer. Friday is a rest day, washing smelly dusty clothes, clean the bike, check the bike, lube the bike and repack the bags, for the next leg of the adventure.