Showing posts with label baviaanskloof. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baviaanskloof. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Transbaviaans


Been getting some grumpy questions about whether i'm EVER gonna update my blog again - so here it is :)

Yes, i did Transbaviaans - 3 weeks ago already.
How was it? long!
230 km on mostly gravel - but must be some of South Africa's prettiest gravel roads - with those huge rocks both sides of you as you drop down into the kloof. Then it opens up, some river crossings, some forests all around you, some farmhouses in the distance, a climb, another climb, some in daytime, lots at night!

Still haven't caught up with missing SwaziX sleep, so I struggled to keep awake during the small hours of the morning - the most technical part of the ride was trying to cycle a straight line with closed eyes.

It was also an emotional experience - the last time i was in that kloof was when i did the race with Hans Wolfaard (he of the Libia plane crash 4 months ago) - so I kept remembering where we stopped last, or what we did when we were at a specific transition.

I had some of the best team mates one could wish for (thx Adri, Leon, Ducttape and supersecond Nicolien)

Was great to see Elsie & x-D&D-er Sybrand, Breedtsnek-nightriders Denise & Zoo Cookie, and some hubbers (spud and buddies) out there - also my adventure sprint (and ride-2-rhodes) buddies Dave & Dawn

Was great to see Etricia, a cycling buddy of the time when i was still a George-girl, at one of the control points - and she looks exactly like 15 years ago!

Very well organised, checkpoints very well stocked with potbrood, hot chocolate, coffee, jaffels, sosaties and jungle bars. It's a long drive down, and even longer back  -THANK you nicolien for getting us safely home - even though you slept as little as we did the previous night

anyway - it's a long drive there - but very much worth it - maybe just not the weekend after SwaziX :)

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Transition-disability causes Baviaans favourites their podium-position


Transition-disability causes Baviaans favourites their podium-position
Dark & Dirty Dispatch
Baviaanskloof, 19 August

One of the favourite teams to win this year's Trans-Baviaans challenge, a gruelling mountain bike race over 230 km, transitioned a sure podium-position away last weekend when they spent too much time in transitions socialising, eating and sleeping. The team spent about the same amount of time at checkpoints, as other teams took to finish the whole race, reports our correspondent from the Eastern Cape.

Team Dark & Dirty, who entered their third team due to all kinds of excuses from the first and second teams, were the favourites to win the competition, mainly because of all the publicity that their small & loony group of writers, riders and photographers enjoyed over the last few months.

The transitionally challenged team started the race with a mad sprint over the flattish and sometimes even downhill-part of the route. Jan Dekker was seen spinning like a yo-yo at a cadence approaching 300 revs per minute to keep up with team captain Hans Wolfaardt's crazy pace. Team Dark & Dirty were among the first 50 teams to arrive at checkpoint 1. 'I went quite fast', was all that Dekker had to say as he tucked into the hotdogs and coffee provided at the checkpoint.

No team could overtake Team Dark & Dirty when they were on their bicycles, averaging about 19 km/h over the total distance. Speed and fame, unfortunately, were not enough to win them glory, the team found out in the early hours of Sunday morning.

The team's original goal was to finish in 20 hours, and ahead of team Bloukous and Team Brother-In-Law. The tailwind and dry weather made for perfect riding conditions, and it soon became clear that neither the 20 hours, nor any other team (with a teamname starting with B) posed any threat to the Dark goals of the Dirty team.

From the first checkpoint, the team were a clear favourite among the checkpoint-staff, opposition team support teams, and paramedics. A paramedic at checkpoint 4 ascribed the team's popularity to the fact that they stopped and socialised with everyone at every checkpoint, instead of just racing past like other teams of their calibre. Team Dark & Dirty stayed in the first transition for more hotdogs, more coffee, and then sat down watching teams come and go, lubing their bums, lubing their bicycles, and thinking up all kinds of other excuses to postpone leaving the checkpoint. When they finally did leave, it was a mad dash to catch up with teams that passed them while they were transitioning. By the second transition the pattern of 'cycle hard, transition hard' that the team would follow through-out the race, was already firmly established.

The hardtail-unfriendly surface, freeride-bike-unfriendly hills, long fun downhills, more long fun downhills, gruesome climbs and stealth-mode riding by starlight, all contributed to the sore bums that would haunt the team from the first checkpoint. Dekker almost caused a riot in the team when he suggested that the reason for sore bums might be too much chocolate brownies.

When the race-pace became too hot on one of the rare occasions that the team could be found actually ON their bicycles, Carine Reyneke tried to wear her team mates out by discovering a puncture right at the top of a downhill, causing the ever-energetic team mates who waited in vain at the bottom, to climb the hill again to come to her aid.
When that didn't seem to slow the team down, she tried an old trick by breaking her seat post. Dark & Dirty Dispatch Readers will remember that she tried that very same trick a few months ago during the Sabie Shenanigans, causing Dekker much pain and grief to try and fix it, while she was taking a much-needed rest. This time, however, Dekker was ready for the onslaught: no sooner had the team been made aware of the broken saddle, or he was found lying sleeping next to the road, with gloves tucked in on both sides of his helmet to shut out lights from passing cars and bicycles, leaving Wolfaardt to take care of the mechanical breakdown.

Official investigations are still underway, but a preliminary report reveals several possible reasons for the long transitions that costed the team their race.

The perfect weather could have played a role in the team's reluctance to get out of the watering holes. 'In foul weather, a team might want to get on their bicycles and get the race over with, but the sunshine & tailwind might have reminded the cyclists of lazy Sunday-afternoons on thick grass under big trees', a paramedic explained.
Wolfaardt blamed the transition-disability on the changed menus. Racers were promised boring potatoes, but were offered braaivleis, potato salad and sosaties instead. At another transition they were promised coffee, but got harassed with cream-and-syrup-spiked hot chocolate, chocolate muffins and garlic rolls. 'I mean, what was the organiser thinking - it was more like a spud-crawl than a cycle-race', Wolfaardt was heard muttering to his team mates. 'How did the race organisers expect us to cycle after that? Being all sleepy like after a Sunday lunch & everything?' Official complaints will be lodged with the race organiser.

'We tried not to transition longer than we took to cycle the previous leg, but that was not always possible', Dekker was heard saying after a two-hour-long transition at checkpoint 5. (The cycle-leg prior to that checkpoint took them a mere 90 minutes.)
At checkpoint 6, the team finally found a way to keep Dekker from falling asleep at transitions when Wolfaardt devised a cunning plan that involved getting an innocent bystander to admire Dekker's bicycle and start discussing freeriding. This plan, however, also had its challenges, because neither Dekker nor the innocent bystander was prepared to leave the checkpoint before the necessary exchange of contact details.

Wolfaardt calculated that the team could change the 24-hour-event into a staged race by combining the time spent at each transition, and rather make a proper transition-area out of one of the transitions. 'We could pitch tents and sleep in proper sleeping bags', Wolfaardt proposed excitedly. Fears now exist that other teams will catch on with this trend, changing the Trans Baviaans into a multi-staged event and thereby robbing if of its status as the world's longest single-stage race.

One possible reason for Dekker's reluctance to wake up and get onto his bicycle after checkpoints was discovered after the race when Reyneke tried to move Dekker's backpack. It weighed about 70 kg's and help had to be called in to move the pack 2 metres to make space to sit.

Dekker was not available for comment.

Monday, September 1, 2003

Die toerfiets, die baviaanskloof en 'n paar buddies



Die toerfiets, die baviaanskloof en 'n paar pelle

Jou pelle (wat die wêreld kén) voorspel erge warmte en groot droogte vir die Baviaanskloof vir Desember.

Maar dis al wanneer jy en jou pelle (wat nié die Baviaanskloof ken nie)‘n behoorlike vakansie kan inpas, en julle besluit om tóg maar (teen alle waarskuwings in) met julle fietse van Willowmore af Patensie toe te ry.

Een ou moet kos koop, ‘n ander het iets by die hotel vergeet en nog een moet iets aan sy fiets regmaak. Dis laterig Saterdagoggend as julle uiteindelik uit Willomore uit wegkom. Dis reeds lekker warm, die omgewing is Karoo-erig, en die swaargepakte fietse maak die bulte nie makliker nie.

Teen middagete begin julle ‘n koeltetjie soek, en na vele kilometers sien jy die eerste skaduwee. Die plaasbewoners is van Gauteng; hul het middel Desember daar ingetrek, reg om te begin boer. Baie vriendelik, gee koeldrank en piesangs en dan gaan parkeer julle die fietse onder hul enorme blokombome en maak middagete, slaap, lees en wag vir die ergste hitte om verby te gaan. Teen 4-uur is dit nog snikwarm, maar teen 5-uur kan jul nie langer wag nie en ry maar verder. Ná die oggend se bulte is die ses kilometer afdraend van die Nuwekloofpas heerlik! Die pragtige klippe, baie stroompies wat die pad kruis en skielike groenigheid laat jou gou besef jy’s nie meer in die Karoo nie.


Dis donker as julle by die Makedaatgrot se mense kom. Julle moet opsluit eers kuier en tuisgemaakte appelkoossap drink. Ná ‘n welverdiende braaivleisie gaan slaap julle maar so vuil-vuil: niemand is lus om die 2 km na die swemgat in die donker te stap/ry nie. Die Sondagoggend moet almal toe eers swemgat toe om darem te sien hoe dit lyk.






Die pad is redelik gelyk en word al hoe mooier. Die rivierkruisings is gewoonlik maklik, maar een of twee verskaf opwinding omdat hulle so diep is dat die ‘panniers’ (met jou droë klere, tent en slaapsak in) wil-wil natword.






Middagete onder bome: slaap, lees en swem in die rivier tot die temperature rybaar is. Koeldrank en vars skons met aarbeikonfyt en room by 'n teetuin 2 km (en nog 'n rivierkruising) van die pad af, en donker-aand (en ‘n lekker diep rivierkruising later) kom julle by Geelhoutbos aan.

Die Maandagoggend donker staan julle op om die Grasnekpas te ry voor dit te warm word. Bo-op die pas ontmoet julle ‘n fietsryer (sonder ‘n pakkaas op sy fiets) wat op Doodsklip kampeer. Hy draai om en ry saam met julle tot by Rooihoek, waar julle middagete eet en in die pragtige poel baljaar tot dit koel genoeg is om verder te ry. Die asemrowende afdraend van die pad af is nou ‘n steil bult terug, en die fiets se voorwiel wil-wil oplig. Terug op die R331 gaan dit nie veel beter nie: Die bult tussen Rooihoek en Doodsklip is steil en dis moeilik om ‘n fiets te beheer teen 3 km/h. ‘n Fiets met ‘n pakkaas op stoot nie maklik nie.


By Doodsklip aangekom, is daar nog genoeg daglig oor om die poele te verken. 'n Lieflike kampeerterrein.
Die res van die aand kuier julle by Hoffie (die oggend se fietsryer) se kampgeselskap en luister na stories oor die Kloof. Jy sal beslis later moet terugkom om die klowe en poele in die berge te verken.



Dinsdagoggend vroeg-vroeg pak julle Combrinck se berg. Dis gelukkig nie heeltemal so steil soos gisteraand se mense jou vertel het nie, en jy kry dit uitgetrap tot bo. Die afdraend maak die bult die moeite werd. Onder by die Kas eet julle ‘n laterige ontbyt, slaap en ry na middagete verder.


Die pad Patensie toe is bulterig en langerig, maar gelukkig is dit bewolk en nie so erg warm nie. Op Patensie aangekom, gaan koop julle tjips en koeldrank vir die Nuwejaar. Na ‘n baddery en etery is almal te vaak, en teen ½ 12 kan niemand meer hul oë oophou nie. Teen 12-uur gaan ‘n wekker of twee af en die Nuwe Jaar word gegroet en Nuwejaarsvoornemens gemaak: Om beslis weer na die Baviaanskloof terug te keer, om in die klowe te stap en in die bergpoele te swem, of sommer net rond te lê langs, of te roei op Doodsklip se water.