Cape Town Capers Part 1
Trip Start
May 29, 2007
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Trip End
Jul 18, 2007
Today is Bastille Day and Cape Town has a small French population. We woke early in the morning and traveled twenty minutes to a small town called Franschhoek. This is a small town home to multiple vineyards, shops, and restaurants.
Breakfast was enjoyed at a small café in downtown Franschhoek. Halfway through our meal, we spotted Ivan Weber and his wife. They were adorned in royal blue padded jackets and each carried a motorcycle helmet. We invited them to join us for a meal and coffee.
While conversing, Ivan inquired about our plans for the next few days in Cape Town. I told him we were planning on hiring a car and driving around the coast.
Ivan: You know mate, a car won't do the coast justice. You need to see everything on the open road.
Phil: I would love to. I am going through motorcycle withdrawal right now. There's nothing like a cruise on a bike. Do you know of any places that hire them out?
Ivan: No, no. You must take my bike.
Phil: Are you serious? (Shocked that my newly made acquaintance has just offered me his motorcycle)
Ivan: Yes, yes.
Phil: Well that would be fantastic.
Ivan: Yah, I'll drop it off tonight with the jackets, coats, and gloves. You're sorted mate.
Phil: Oh wow! (at a loss for words - which is unusual) Thank you so much.
Ivan: No worries.
NO WAY! This is one of the coolest things ever! Tomorrow we will be cycling around Cape Town like African motorcycle champions! How exciting!
Following what had turned into brunch, Ivan and his wife departed and we headed for some wineries.
Tasting wines is quite fun. I don't know much about wine, but you learn what you like and what you don't like very quickly. The testing took us well into the evening. We returned to the house, made and ate dinner, and talked a bit.
Ivan dropped of his motorcycle later on that evening. It was a bute - a black Suzuki Desperado complete with eight hundred cubic centimeters of brushed metal man-engine. Tomorrow will be amazing!
The journey is still unfolding. More to come.
Breakfast was enjoyed at a small café in downtown Franschhoek. Halfway through our meal, we spotted Ivan Weber and his wife. They were adorned in royal blue padded jackets and each carried a motorcycle helmet. We invited them to join us for a meal and coffee.
While conversing, Ivan inquired about our plans for the next few days in Cape Town. I told him we were planning on hiring a car and driving around the coast.
Ivan: You know mate, a car won't do the coast justice. You need to see everything on the open road.
Phil: I would love to. I am going through motorcycle withdrawal right now. There's nothing like a cruise on a bike. Do you know of any places that hire them out?
Ivan: No, no. You must take my bike.
Phil: Are you serious? (Shocked that my newly made acquaintance has just offered me his motorcycle)
Ivan: Yes, yes.
Phil: Well that would be fantastic.
Ivan: Yah, I'll drop it off tonight with the jackets, coats, and gloves. You're sorted mate.
Phil: Oh wow! (at a loss for words - which is unusual) Thank you so much.
Ivan: No worries.
NO WAY! This is one of the coolest things ever! Tomorrow we will be cycling around Cape Town like African motorcycle champions! How exciting!
Following what had turned into brunch, Ivan and his wife departed and we headed for some wineries.
Tasting wines is quite fun. I don't know much about wine, but you learn what you like and what you don't like very quickly. The testing took us well into the evening. We returned to the house, made and ate dinner, and talked a bit.
Ivan dropped of his motorcycle later on that evening. It was a bute - a black Suzuki Desperado complete with eight hundred cubic centimeters of brushed metal man-engine. Tomorrow will be amazing!
The journey is still unfolding. More to come.


