Moordkuyl in Fast Forward!

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Yes, I am a lucky bugger! Why? Guess what I had to play with today?



A brand new CR250!!! Of course my mate Geikie – and his CR250 – was going to come and play with



We even had the Race Nation bus to cart them around



I have been telling Geikie about Moordkuyl for a while now and he’s been dying to try it out. When presented with an opportunity like this we just could not let it pass.

The new CR is a beautiful bike!



We unloaded and set off. Those who’ve been there will recognize these pics



Unfortunately the water was way less than the last time we were here. Also, some of the really technical bits have been fixed by now, but we still had a whale of a time



Of course, even with the lower water level thee are still some deep bits



Sorry for the smiley's after each sentence. I’m still trying to get the smile off my face And I’m typing as fast as I can before I’m too stiff & sore to type any further Sheez, riding bikes (monsters) like these sure is a hell of a workout!

Enough talking. Here are the play pics





One of my favorite shots:









Yep – we LOVE water crossings!

Those weren't all we did though. Moordkuyl has water, rocks, sand and uphills.



Notice the elephant dung on the left. We made very sure that we didn’t happen on the Cow and Calf. No bikes will be trampled today…

Sand:







To say that this bike is in a different league from my bike is like trying out for understatement of the year reward. Riding these bikes are hard work for an unfit bugger like me though. I was knackered by now!

We headed back to the river for a rest and some refreshments.





Geikie shot back to the van to fetch the cool box. The delivery was fast! Scooter’s pizza eat your heart out



LGF – as you can see the uphills have been worked down in places. Much easier to negotiate now Even I rode them with a smile!





A well deserved break in a wonderful setting!



What a day. What a day!!!



Can I have one with an electric starter please

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Eden

This weekend LGF, Geikie, SCP, Sir Gravellot and I decided headed for the mountains once again. Time to feed the souls. Of course no 2 strokes are allowed, so Geikie was on Mrs. TR’s NXR125 - the CR250 shall ride another day.

There are so many roads to be explored, but first we head up the mountain to the highest point.

Flood damage is still evident here – our first obstacle:





It was overcast but the view is still breathtaking. Check the land in the background – that’s how high we are. We had some “interesting” steep uphills to get up here. The water really damaged the roads.



From here we descended into the forest.



Of course, as steep as the uphills were, as steep are the downhills on the other side…

This is the road down. The camera was held at an angle so the gradient is not apparent, but suffice it to say that it’s is steeper than your average flight of stairs. As for the condition, well, judge for yourself.



It’s a looooong downhill and you don’t stop (willingly) before you’re at the bottom. There were some “incidents” but no pics.



The downhill ends with a fallen tree to be negotiated.



Down in the forest it’s really beautiful.



Here the flood water forced another stop.



The road continues beyond that:



Not to worry – there are so many other roads to be explored. But not before we take a swim.



Back out over the tree…



…and down this road.







Breathtaking. Awesome.





The scenery changes and contrasts and there are so many roads to explore.





On the Southern hangs of the mountain it is lush and wet with ferns and the like:



And then barely 50 meters on when you ride around onto the Northern hang the plant life changes totally into fynbos:



Just to change back again around the next bend:



We took the smaller roads to do some real trailriding.



What a privilege to look at the road ahead and see this:



The pics can tell the story











Next obstacle:







And barely 20 meters on the next:





Small bikes – because in the end size really does matter









We spent hours riding in the forest. It was both spiritual and sad. Sad because two of the five riders are about to emigrate. Spiritual for obvious reasons. The forest sounds are amazing. Sometimes we’d kill the engines and just ride down experiencing the surroundings. The sounds, the smells, the fresh air. Rides like these are more about where you are than how you got there. LGF and I were even lucky enough to spot two Knysna Loeries.

But of course, in the end, you have to come home



Thanks guys for sharing the ride with me. This one will stay in my mind for some time to come.

Forum Ride Report & comments here

Some of LGF's nice photo's:







LGF's Forum Ride Report