×Winter Day`s Ride
Monday took advantage what appears to be the only nice weather day of the week and went for a winter`s ride, the chosen bikes, classic muscle from the 1980s; the Honda CBX1000, the Kawasaki Z1300 and the Yamaha V-Max 1100.
From MHM we went up Bottelary Road and through to Stellenbosch, then over Helshoogte, on to Franschhoek for a stop at the Hoek Coffee Espresso bar, where great coffee and cookies were consumed. Conversation over coffee enthused about how the Franschhoek valley was awash with new rivers and streams, particularly the large river viewed to the left of the road just before the river bridge, never see that before. Then, as with most South African conversations, talk drifted into the deteriorating state of our country, and I think our UK visitor found it a little difficult to grasp sitting in the, shall we say, Franschhoek luxury bubble.
Coffee done it was then up and over the pass, at quite a sedate pace I might add, old muscle bikes are not renown for their bend swinging abilities, plus the road was also a bit damp from the low cloud. Stopped to admire the wow really, completely full, Theewaterkloof Dam and take some pics, see above or below. After that, concern. The sky was darkling as we passed through Villiersdorp and then as we climbed up the small pass to towards Worcester, we ran into rain. As an aside, I bet not many people know that the small one hairpin pass is named Rooihoogte (Red Height, English translation). Looking ahead the sky appeared to be clearer, so being the hardy, optimistic biker types that we are, we pushed on.
For once our optimism was proved right, by the time we stopped to refuel in Rawsonville the sun was again breaking through the clouds. From Rawsonville we headed along the Slanghoek valley road towards Wolseley. Normally a lovely winding country road but this time the heavy rains have left their mark, quite a few places in the road had red mud all and at one spot a heavy truck rescue was being performed. A large three axle truck had slid off the road and ended up on its side seemingly half buried in mud, that certainly rang the caution bells. Then, the river at the Wolseley end of the road crossed by a single-track ford type bridge was also rather dramatic, wide, in full flow and nearly up to the level of the road.
By now lunch was high on our priorities so we headed sharpish to the Winterberg Mountain Inn, at the bottom of the Michell’s pass into Ceres, been a few times before, good food and a warm fire, just what we required. Disappointed, closed, not sure because of being Monday or what, Ok on to my second choice the Fynbos Café on the road to Tulbagh, also closed. What is this, did they get wind that rough tough bikers were coming to town? Finally we sneaked into Tulbagh and the Olive Terrace Bistro in the Tulbagh Hotel, a modern stylish restaurant with a warming enclosed fire and, as it turned out, good food, gourmet burgers, fish and chips all round.
This time the talk over lunch was a lot more serious, what did we think of the bikes. All agreed the Z1300 was super smooth and all day comfortable but needed quite a bit of effort to make it turn. No doubt it`s a big bike, plus the modified rear wheel, widened and sporting a lowish profile tire thus dropping the back end, plus cheap aftermarket shocks were not exactly doing it any favours. The V-Max, great motor, pulls strongly from very low revs, then goes manic at about 7000, and the sound it makes, wonderful. But like the Z1300 also a bit of a hand full making it turn, and only I found it long term comfortable, must be build funny. So that left the CBX, and I never thought I`d say this in a CBX sentence, compared to the other two it felt smaller, sprightly, agile and with better performance. Downside, possibly not a comfortable as the Z1300.
So with that all sorted and after a slight fight about who was going to ride the CBX, me, we headed back to Cape Town and had a very unpleasant ride from Tulbagh to Wellington. A berg wind was howling from the side pushing us sideways and making overtaking exceeding exciting, actually, more like bloody dangerous. Fortunately after Wellington and around Paarl rock it became more manageable and we got back, a bit cold, but with after very memorable winter`s day ride.