Dave (aka Themba) is riding like a KING ! Check out the following video for a taste of what we can expect on SuperSport...
click hereDay 1
Awesome track. This riding is unique to the Duzi Mfula - totally wild african track... footpaths, goat paths, chicken paths, Nguni paths, even snake paths! I am not kidding - check this photo that I took in the valley... with the camera on my phone - sorry for the bad quality!
No, those are not bonsai trees. Anyway, as I was saying, those snake tracks make a coulpe of nasty sharp turns. I think it was after a shebeen sometime past the Mfula store, we saw some guys in the bushes. They looked familiar... can't think why.
Eish. Anyway, I digress. Somewhere in that vicinity, the snakes obviously get thirsty, causing them to drink copious amounts of brown amber. Their trails make some really severe bends as a result. Unfortunately, one of these took me unawares (the bend, not the beer) and I managed to do a Damm-eje to my wrist. Dave rode like a man posessed, I think he had seen one too many snakes in the Valley. We managed to pull a 7 min gap on 2nd place by the finish. "Muchle Impele, Themba!"
Day 2
Not too much action today. No big attacks - we rode off the front a couple of times but I had to pull the reins in and ride smart. The course prep was awesome, GI (the course designer) put in a lot of effort - nice one captain. Ja, so we rode into the finish with Spider Warr and Iain Don Wauchope - a furious sprint to the line got the better of us but hey... who is counting the seconds on GC anyway !!??
Now its time to put in some "high meters", as the austrians call them, in preparation for the Transalps. (we call them Mothers and GRANDmothers)
SALAKAHLE !
Good weather :-)
This shot is from 1/3 of the way up this climb ! EISH, but I can't believe!
Look closely... those are not ants!!
No, those are not bonsai trees. Anyway, as I was saying, those snake tracks make a coulpe of nasty sharp turns. I think it was after a shebeen sometime past the Mfula store, we saw some guys in the bushes. They looked familiar... can't think why. 
Eish. Anyway, I digress. Somewhere in that vicinity, the snakes obviously get thirsty, causing them to drink copious amounts of brown amber. Their trails make some really severe bends as a result. Unfortunately, one of these took me unawares (the bend, not the beer) and I managed to do a Damm-eje to my wrist. Dave rode like a man posessed, I think he had seen one too many snakes in the Valley. We managed to pull a 7 min gap on 2nd place by the finish. "Muchle Impele, Themba!"