Bike loaded. Sad goodbyes. Next stop Vespa Wynberg.
By my rough estimate there must have been 60 Vespas and their cheerful riders who turned out to ride Mike out of town.
Here are a few shots to share the moment. It was nippy at first but by time breakfast was over the sun had made its presence known. I think we caused a public spectacle as we weaved our way to Krugerdorp via the Kromdraai Road.
Bon voyage Mike “Solo Scooterist” Strauss. You are on your own from here on out … literally. I hope the blog and camera lessons translate into lots of posts from you over the months ahead.
Best wishes from us all.
What a day ! Johannesburg gave me one of those beautiful clear crisp Highveld mornings. The perfect send off and yet my eyes were covered in a mist of emotion. The goodbyes were really difficult. To leave loved ones for adventure is damn hard.
The send off from all my fellow scooterists this morning was incredible and very heart felt. Thank you one and all for your effort and your company – it was much appreciated.
I took it slow. Victoria and I love the open road and that smell of Veld just cleared my head… and we were off! I must admit it is not often that so many different vehicles pass me but at least I managed to get past a Combine Harvester . We could have fitted into the tyre valve it was so gigantic.
The stats for the day might interest some – so 430 km was covered; Victoria sipped 13,11 litres of 95 high octane – she is a snob that way. The only heart stopper of a moment was when the engine started with a few splutters… but after a while all was well and we were’ Cruzin’.
As you can see I stopped to smell the roses.