Two Fools Take on Namibia - Getting To The Border

By Jaco du Plessis | Published on 2020-05-08


Two Fools Take on Namibia - Getting To The Border

This is the second post in our series of Hugo and Jaco's trip to Namibia in 2013. Read the first part - a summary of sorts - here.

Below some photos and a video of our first week, heading up towards the border post at Onseepkans.

Packing the bikes on 25 December.
Packing the bikes on 25 December.

We spent the first night in Calvinia after riding through the Cederberg mountains via Wuppertal. My girlfriend's mother said we could stay in their house in town in exchange for watering the plants around the house. I also left some luggage there so my bike was now only heavily overloaded, down from whatever obscene adjective was previously required. Reading books, tripod, shoes... you're bound to pack extra crap on your first adventure trip, but you don't always get a change to correct your mistake so quickly.

Hugo bought some dirt in the Cederberg mountains after not keeping his eyes on the road.
Hugo bought some dirt in the Cederberg mountains after not keeping his eyes on the road.

The next day we took the straight tar road to Brandvlei in blistering heat. We stopped at the side of the road to make sandwiches, and our cheese had turned gooey. We cut it using the wire fence behind the little concrete picnic site. As we got up to leave we saw the sidestands had sunk down into the melted tar. My little LCD clock that I stuck to my dash had turned completely black.

It will be hot, they said...
It will be hot, they said...

At Brandvlei's fuel station we were approached by a man, Bernard, that seemed to know a lot about motorcycles. He invited us to come stay at his farm house that evening - at Katkop, about 50km west of town. We talked it over briefly and decided to accept the offer.

Eventually we stayed there for five days, only leaving after the new year. More details as to what transpired there might be included here at a later stage. All I'll say at this point is that it was the perfect start to a trip that served to broaden our horizons.

We didn't plan on opening the Suzuki's top end on the fourth day of our trip...
We didn't plan on opening the Suzuki's top end on the fourth day of our trip...
Hugo kept hoping that all these parts would fit back into the engine - our mechanical knowledge was pitifully small.
Hugo kept hoping that all these parts would fit back into the engine - our mechanical knowledge was pitifully small.

We continued through Pofadder, buying more fuel and oil, and got to the Onseepkans/Velloorsdrif border post at around 16:30. Hugo's notes mention that he got a R400 fine after falling off his motorcycle outside the office, but neither of us can recall exactly why he was fined for this.

Hitting that first dirt highway in Namibia was a huge relief - many times during the first week it seemed that we would never get this far.


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