The Route
- 16 Feb Leave Boksburg to Standerton
- 17 Feb Standerton to Newcastle
- 18 Feb Newcastle to Vryheid
- 19 Feb Vryheid to St. Lucia
- 20 Feb Around St.Lucia (rest day)
- 21 Feb The drive back home
Ten teams with 3 riders most with a backup vehicle and driver assembled 07h00 at the Spur in Boksburg. Everybody was exited and clean; think nobody was prepared for the trip that lay ahead. I was driving a Toyota Z-Ace (Condor in
Click on the map to see a bigger picture. The route was mostly on dirt tracks and service roads next to railway lines. The guys logged 40km short of 1000km for this trip.
Every body smile for the newspaper camera man.
Peter was ready to do recovery already. His toolbox had tools but also two stroke oil and cold Beer!
View from the top of a bridge close to Grylingstad. We had to wait for a Yamaha Banshee that broke along the route. I was able to photograph most of the riders here.
The first evening in Standerton. Riders are punished with shooters for transgressions such as coming late, using a hairdryer or running out of fuel.
The pack sets off from Standerton 
Where possible the backup convoy stopped next to the tar road and I was able to catch the riders on the dirt.
These guys tried to pass as close as possible to the camera, and nearly run me over.
Assembly point in small town Perdekop’s (Horse head) main road. 
We had lunch next to the road at a bush pub. Gerhard arrives sideways, think he was very hungry!
I sat under a train bridge waiting for the riders, and it felt like it was an eternity. The riders was slow through the mountains and the Amajuba pass.
Majuba Lodge in 
Panorama before 
The wagons are made from cast bronze and the placed as the original lager was arranged the day of the battle.
On our way again, one of the few opportunities where the bikes pass me.
Always more fun on the back wheels. The children next to the road were yelling and screaming at Piet, they have never seen such a monster on a quad! 
The only incident during our trip was a goat that did not get out of the way fast enough. The goats roam freely next to the roads. John swerved and lost his balance on the quad and ended up hitting the goat in any case. He was badly hurt and he was not able to ride any more during the trip, the goat also did not make it. 
The fall was a shock for all of us, fortunately the river provided just the kind of action we needed to relax. After playing in the water we had lunch under the trees on the river bank. 
The Nissan Sani developed a problem with its petrol pump and had to be towed by one of the recovery vehicles. I ended up towing my own trailer as well as the recovery vehicles trailer. The dirt roads were quite bad and most of the glass beer bottles we had in the blue boxed on the trailer were broken when we arrived in
That evening we had a celebration dinner and prizes were awarded by the organizers (Eric) for any unfortunate thing that happened, Wilhelm gets a extra bottle to fill with petrol for his thirsty Banshee.
The last day was supposed to be a rest day, but there was a 2x 37km trip to the beach. By now everyone’s butt was sore and muscles weak. The sea water was just the right medicine.
We planned to do 80km max for the day, but the guide misunderstood something, and at the coat we already did 75km. The guys were upset because we did not make provision for fuel.
We had a beer at the local shebeen while we waited for fuel, or someone that could tell us what is going on. 
Bundu bashing back to
Hennie the guy in bleu shirt will tell you that he was nearly run over by the quad…but I thin he was safe. We struggled to get everyone through this mud ditch but it was a lot of fun. 
I took more than 2000 photos and it was a lot of fun! Unfortunately we had to leave for home the next day. 