Sunday morning arrived with the promise of a beautiful winters day but first I had to cope with getting my feet to move and find the floor so that I could get ready for the ride. In my mind was this silent plea “Todds, where are you?” But no lucky break this time and I had to make my way onto the tiny little plank Krog calls the pillion seat.

After filling up with petrol, we arrived at Damelin where early birds Kevin, Robbie and Robert and Lizl were already waiting. More Nomads drifted in and everybody stood huddled together making small talk. Mr Moneybags John Lee came screaming around the corner at the last minute before Krog called all together for the usual pep talk.

The scenic route took us onto N2, M5, N1, R44 into Stellenbosch where we turned right pass station (R310) and carried on Polkadraai Road (M12) for about 6km. Left on Vlaeberg Road towards R310 again, then left on R310, right on Annandale Road towards R44. Right again on R44 opposite Farmers Kitchen and the left on Old Stellenbosch Road through the back part of Somerset West and our venue for the morning, Southey’s Bistro.

Krog stopped a few times to make sure that the pack was still intact and it was at the last stop that we realized that we lost our tail end Charlie. Kevin was last seen in Stellenbosch and then just disappeared.

We took the quad squad completely by surprise as they were expecting us on the main drag and Yvonne had to move to catch the bikes on camera as they arrived. Yes, sometimes Krog finds roads that should not really be roads to drive on according to Google, opening himself up to that occasional cog up.

We all quickly found a seat and ordered hot drinks in an effort to thaw those frozen hands and feet out. Kevin was still missing. He arrived about 15 minutes later and it seemed like some untimely red robots was the cause of delay.

There was quite a variety of goodies to choose from on the menu and the majority ordered old fashion bacon and eggs while Lizl and myself opted for omelettes. Man, I was impressed. Very few restaurants can make a plain cheese and mushroom omelette taste that good. There was plenty of toast and more coffee doing the rounds and champagne glasses were raised as Krog made a short speech thanking Luderick for all his hard work and dedication to Nomads in the past, present and certainly in the years to come.

But all good things do have an end and soon it was time for us to take the road home again. We opted for the shortest route on N2 and R300 and must say by that time the weather has warmed up quite a bit and it was a pleasant ride home.

We had 27 members on the ride on 16 bikes and 2 quads. BMW x 7, Honda, Kawa, Yamaha, Suzuki x 2 each and one HD.

Thank you all for attending the ride this morning and thank you Nomads for footing the bill. Much appreciated.
That’s it. See you all on the road soon.




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