The next day I somehow find myself even higher still, simultaneously clutching my seat for dear life while whooping in excitement. Pascal (paragliding pilot extraordinaire) and I are flying high above the snow, circling and turning and spinning and generally acting like excitable puppies let off the leash.
Epic limestone karsts rise out of the green rice fields for miles around to give the landscape a middle-earth feel. The misty cloud that characterises the area further adds to the effect and creates a wonderful contrast with the brilliant green paddies below.
As the snow across Europe begins to dissipate, a sudden urge to gets one’s fix of adrenaline and mountain pleasure kicks in
“500 kilometers down, 500 kilometers to go. My two-wheeled meander around the Cape continues picking up from sleepy Van Wyksdorp and travelling to the south coast, and eventually… home.”
Covering roughly 225km from Gordon’s Bay to Barrydale, the first three days were characterised by some intense heat, a dash of wind here and there, wide road shoulders, expansive farmlands and the soothing waters of the Breede River
As I start unwinding from the drive and week, I get a fuzzy, contented feeling and begin to wonder what stories might have been shared around this fire place.
As the excitement builds towards the release of our first quarterly magazine at G&T, I am sure you are all wondering what content will feature, well here’s a hint… perhaps something for the mountain bike enthusiasts! But, for now, enjoy this unreal dirt blizzard.
