After four weeks in Cape Town, I was eager to hit the road again. Packing up my panniers, which had undergone a hand wash, I was reunited with the certainty that something had definitely urinated on my soft panniers in Namibia.
Waves of nausea hit me as I lifted my panniers. It seemed to be more than the effects of finishing the remnants of booze in our flat the night before. Must have been something I ate or drank, because I had a headache, was sweating, and felt generally rough.
We called in at Woodtock Moto Co to say goodbye. Devin alerted us to a storm that was moving in. So, we checked into a cheap place and delayed our start by one day. However, one day was too short since we still battled through rain, wind, and cold when we left.
The first off-road section felt very slippy, but thankfully it was only for 5 miles. Very relieved to arrive at Cederberg Oasis to a warm room. Our enthusiasm for camping at a cheap rate was diminished by the cold weather, so we got a bed instead.
The routes around Cederberg were recommended to us, which us why we ventured there. From Cederberg to Wupperthal, the route was rough in places with scenic views across hills and valleys.
Wupperthal is a small village that unfortunately had a strange feel to it. Many buildings had burned down. Also, when we arrived a funeral procession was leaving the town, so it was deserted!
We took our chances when we saw a sign warning us about water from April to November. Turns out it was accurate!
We called in at Tankwa Tented camp based on a recommendation, which is on the longest gravel road in South Africa. Each year, they host the AfricaBurn festival, which is like the Burning Man festival in America. We wondered around looking at the vehicles left from previous years. Too bad this year's festival has passed!