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20 September 2008 12.47pm At border waiting in queue to get into
USA. Then heading towards Seattle. Staying with CMA'ers in Olympia
tonight.
21 September 2008 21.09pm Went to Church (www.championcenter.com
) (www.kevingerald.tv) with
Larry,Billy and Barbara. Had a great day.
23 September 2008 8.34.34am On the move now, heading for the
Redwood National Park on the coast. Hopefully we get Internet.
23 September 2008 21.19.49pm: Safely in Red Wood National Park,
California. Good weather all day, stars shining through the trees Thank
you Jesus for the Blessings.
25 September 2008 22.49.26pm We are safe in Castro Valley, San
Fransisco. Staying with CMA'ers John and Sharon. Thankyou Jesus for the
warm day on the famous Highway 1
1st October 2008 11.17.15am: We are having a late breakfast
outside of the Yosemite National Park with Rene, he will then head North
and we will go South to Death Valley National Park
2nd October 2008 09'07'11am: From 9'C (3000m) to 42'C (-75m below
sea level. Bush camped next to Death Valley National Park, weather just
perfect, thank you Jesus. Now heading for Wickenburg AR via Las Vegas
and Hoover Dam
4th October 2008 11;19;48am Great, we are on our way to Grand
Canyon
We met up with Rene Cormier from Canada a fellow biker we
met in Dubai, just outside Yosemite National Park...
before heading for Death Valley Nature Reserve, where we camped in a
bush camp next to the reserve
We are packing up now from Harm and
Ina in Wickenburg (Arizona) and plan to ride to the south rim of the
Grand Canyon, possibly spend the night there.
Tomorrow we might do the North rim of the Canyon, and plan to go into
Utah etc. We will spend the next week between Utah and Colorado, before
we will make way to Arkansas for the rally
SMS 7th
October 2008 15.25.21pm
So much for sunny hot Arizona - it's pouring with rain, the temp has
dropped to 4'C, oh and we drove over a snake! Now we are in a laundromat
drying our cloths! Tee hee hee we are having fun.
Email sent 7th October 2008 11.55pm
Vancouver to San Fransisco
We had a fantastic time travelling through British Columbia,
Canada. The highlight being the Cassiar Highway with the
Bear Glacier outside Stewart and Maziadan Lake. Once again
the Lord blessed us by letting our path cross with the
Comparelli family. Paul and Gheri were our hosts in Houston
while we waited for the new bearing to arrive from Vancouver.
Paul and his daughter Jo, took us to one of their favourite old
camping spots which was on a river where the salmon come to
spawn and the Grizzlies come to feed... unfortunately we did not
see any bears but we saw loads of fish (reds? ... sorry Paul I
can’t remember the names of the fish!!) eagles and fly fishermen
trying their very best to catch the fish. We had a
fantastic time listening to Paul tell us the stories of his
families travels and adventures by bicycle... yes they are far
more adventurous than we are! We left the wonderful comfort of the Comparelli house and headed
down to Vancouver. Because we decided to do this stretch
in one go, 1100km’s, we arrived at the camp site in the town of
Mission after dark. The ground was so hard that we could
not knock in the tent pegs, so we had to use rocks to keep the
tent sturdy. When we got up the next morning we were
greeted by the most amazing site. We were amongst
extremely tall trees with moss growing everywhere, down the
trunks, on the branches and on almost all the rocks and bits of
dead wood on the ground. There were little grey squirrels
dashing up and down the trees and scurrying along the paths
through the trees. It was so wonderful to see, fairytale
stuff.
Not even 30 km’s down the road we crossed back into the USA.
It was a beautiful day; overcast with rain threatening and we
were travelling through a lovely farming area. The closer
we got to Seattle, Washington the more the rain fell.
Seattle is known as the city with liquid sunshine!! We
drove past the world’s biggest building by volume (which also
has the biggest doors in the world) ... the Boeing factory, WOW
- what a sight! On our way to the Boeing Visitors Centre,
we passed a few brave souls standing in the rain holding their
‘We are on strike’ signs - what a disappointment for us... we so
wanted to do the tour of the Boeing factory but due to the
strike..... it was closed. Poor Boeing, they are not only losing
money by not delivering their aircraft on time but they are also
not making any money from the tourists! So we headed back
out in the rain towards Olympia and the home of CMA members,
Larry and Billy. Larry was waiting for us outside and
showed us to drive straight into the garage. Sjoe, it was
good to get out of the wet gloves and we discovered that the
Seattle rain had worked its way right through our rain gear and
we were pretty damp inside. But after the warm welcome
from Billy and Larry we were settled in no time.
Billy is the bubbliest person and she is just full of
spontaneous laughter. Our good friend and sister in Christ
(CMA Montana), Biker Barb, was in town to celebrate her dad’s 84th
birthday. Hallelujah, Praise the Lord. Barbara came
over to the house early on Sunday and we all went to Larry and
Billy’s church (www.championcenter.com
) (www.kevingerald.tv).
It is one of those American churches that you get to see of God
TV. It was a fantastic service on ‘Stop dating the
Church’, Pastor Kevin introduced us to ‘Ima Fended’, ‘Bill
d’Wall’, ‘Les Structure’ and ‘Ivana Break’! We all had a
fantastic day of wonderful fellowship.
The next morning after a hearty homemade breakfast, the four of
us headed to the ‘Museum of Flight’ which has the largest and
most comprehensive collection of aerospace artefacts in the
western United States. It took us the whole day to walk through
the museum, we saw the Red Barn – the Boeing Company's original
manufacturing plant; aircraft from World War I & II; the famous
Blackbird
and in the museums airpark we went onboard the Concorde and
America’s first jet Air Force One. Later that evening we joined
the local CMA chapter at one of their meetings. Biker Barb
also came to the meeting and we had tons of fun together, with
lots of laughter. It’s always tough leaving friends behind, but
thanks to our bond through Christ we know we will see each other
again. Once again we were on the road heading south, this time
travelling through Oregon and straight into California.
Yeeha, the golden state with loads of sun shine! We camped the
night in the Redwoods State Park, the
home to the giant sequoia trees, the largest living organisms on
Earth. What a sight – these trees are not only as wide as
some of the huge Baobab trees in Africa but they are three times
the height... some record trees have been measured to be 94.8 m
(311 ft) in height and 17 m (57 ft) in diameter.
Oh, we had a little visitor at our camp site in the morning, a
cute little kitty. It was popping in and out of the under growth
in our camp area and even went into the tent in a real playful
mood. It purred and smoozed up against us and curled up on
my lap when i was eating my muesli... I just couldn’t resist
pouring some milk onto the ground for the kitty. Oh, boy
it just lapped it up and then happily returned to its owner.
We were now on the coast road and admiring the beautiful Pacific
Ocean. The scenery changed from thick forest to open flat
almost savanna type conditions, just like the West Coast of
South Africa. We passed many cattle ranches and stunning
coastal homes, some perched high up on the cliff edges with the
most spectacular views.
We were just about at the San Raphael BMW dealership when we
heard a new ting-ting rattling sound which had us both looking
down to see what had come loose.... nothing... we shook our
heads in wonder and blamed the exhaust extension knocking
against the pannier! We stopped at BMW as the GS needed a
new front tire and for the first time some new brake pads. A
little further down the road we stopped to make a phone call and
as I was pulling the bike back for J we heard the ting-ting
again. This time I was in a position to look at the back
wheel and guess what I saw..... a bolt/cap was bouncing around
next to the brake disc and every time it got to one of the
spokes it went ting. I took it out and held it up for J to
look at .... he frowned and said ‘broken spoke’! Now let
me explain something to all of you..... that little bolt/cap was
not wedged or stuck in a closed area; it was free to fall to the
ground at any time. Yet again saw a miracle and received another
blessing from the Lord as it could only have been His hand
holding it in that position for us to find. We went
straight back to BMW and bought the one and only spoke that they
had in stock. Thank you Jesus
Epos gestuur 8 Oktober 2008 12.17pm
Moah Utah
Ons
is veilig in Moab, Utah. Ons het 'n wonderlike 4 dae gehad vandat
ons weg is by Harm en Ina (Ben se male) in Wickenburg. Van daar af
is ons na die Suid rim van die Grand Canyon, waar ons geslaap het.
Die Grand Canyon is presies wat ons verwag het dit moet wees, Awsome!
Na die Grand Canyon is ons na die bekende Monument Valey, die plek
waar so baie Western Cowboy flieks al gemaak was. Die aand daar was
spesiaal, en ons kon die sonsondergang en opkoms waardeer oor die
masiewe rots formasies wat so uniek is aan Monument Valey.
Na Monument Valy is ons na die Canyon Lands Park, maar deur 'n
"shortcut"
wat ons oor 'n bergreeks geneem het (2600m) deur die pragtigste
scenery in die omgewing. Die pad was egter 'n ander storie, het ons
heel dag geneem om die 150km van modderpad af te le. Slippy Slidy op
party plekke.
Nou is ons by Moab, waar
ons die volgende 2 nagte sal deurbring en die area verken. Die area
hier lyk soortgelyk aan die Noorde van Namibie, redelik droog en
oop.
Epos gestuur 10 Oktober 2008 2.25pm
San Fransisco to Moab
Ons is tans in 'n dorpie met die naam van Moab, in die staat
Utah (VSA). Ons vat dit rustig en geniet die rustigheid vir
'n slag. Ons het die afgelope tyd aangestoot om te vlug vir
die koue weer in die noorde. Die weer is lekker aangenaam
hier in Moab. San Fransisco
was besonders mooi gewees. Met ons aankoms in San Fransisco het
ons oor die 6.5km lange Richmond San Rafael Brug gery wat
ons oor 'n deel van die pragtige San Fransisco Bay geneem
het. Aan ons regterkant kon ons die bekende Alcatraz tronk
en eiland sien. Dis waar die bekende Sean Connery (en
Nicolas Cage) film
"The Rock"
afgespeel het.
Ons
het 3 aande by John en Sharon, CMA lede, gebly. Hulle het
ons lekker gespoil deur ons rond te neem deur die stad. John
het aangedring en gese ons mag eenvoudig nie San Fransisco
verlaat voor ons nie op die Golden Gate Brug gestap het en
'n Kabel karretjie gery het nie. Die Golden Gate brug is een
van Amerika se bekende simbole van vooruitstrewendheid. Toe
ons so oor 'n deel van die brug stap bewonder ek hoe groot
die struktuur werklik is, dit laat die Stormsrivier brug in
Suid Afrika na 'n skaalmodel lyk, en om te dink dit was
gebou in die 1930's. Daar was 'n snaakse waarskuwingsteken
op die brug wat se dat selfmoord het tragiese en traumatiese
gevolge, so moet nie spring nie. Dele van San Fransisco het
ons baie aan die Kaap laat herinner, veral die waterfront,
wat amper identies lyk. Ek het gewonder waar is die kabel
karretjies wat John so baie van praat, aangesien ek geen
berge in die omgewing gesien het waarteen kabelkarretjies
opseil nie, todat hy ons een uitwys. Dis nie 'n kabel
karretjie soos ons dit ken nie, dis meer soos 'n Tram, of
trein wat in die pad loop. Waar die kabel in die prentjie
kom is dat dit aangedryf word deur 'n kabel wat onder die
grond loop. Die rede omdat hulle deur kabels aangedryf word is omdat
die bulte en afdraende in die stad geweldig steil is. Die
kabelkarretjies is 'n groot toeriste aantrekking vir die
stad, en ons het eers na die 4de of 5de probeerslag plek
gevind op een van die karretjies. Die plek was egter aan die
buitekant en ons het net soos in die films gehang aan die
sykant van die karretjie. Dit was 'n besonderse belewenis
wat ons verseker nooit sal vergeet nie.
Ons 'driver' was 'n kaart gewees en was 'n vermaaklikheid op
sy eie. Toe ons by sy vriendin se winkel verby ry, het hy
ons almal laat skree en wuif vir haar, ja, hy het werklik
ons trippie besonders en vol pret gemaak. Dankie John en
Sharon (Al kan jy nie Afrikaans lees nie), ons waardeer jul
gasvreiheid geweldig baie.
Die sondag
(28/09) was dit my verjaarsdag, en ons is toe weg uit San
Fransisco na die Laguna Seca renbaan. Vir die motorfiets
geesdriftiges is daardie naam sinonoem met een van die
wereld se bekendste draaie, die 'Corkscrew". Dit was die
finale ren van die Amerikaanse Nationale Superbike wedrenne.
John het vir ons gratis ingang gereel, aangesien CMA daar
uithelp as deel van hul uitreiking en diens tot nie nie
gelowige bikers. Hulle het 'n tent waar bikers hulle helmet
en klere inhandig vir bewaring tydens die renne, en alles
vir gratis. Ons het so baie geleer van CMA hier in die VSA,
en sal die kennis verseker kan gebruik in die toekoms waar
die Here ons ookal laat vestig na die toer.
Omdat dit my verjaarsdag was, het die CMA ouens van Paso
Robles ons gebles met 'n nag in 'n nice hotel kamer op hul
dorp. Maandag is ons
weg uit Paso Robles en het die groen Kalifornia kus veruil
vir 'n baie droe, amper woestyn, binneland. Die droe deel
het gou weer berge geraak toe ons nader aan die Yosemite (spreek
dit uit soos 'jose-mitie') Nationale park kom. Yosemite is
bekend vir sy oop rotse waarteen bergklimmers hule verlustig.
Die rotsformasies is masief, dink aan Paarl Rots, en maal
dit met 20, dan het jy die idee. Die kaal rots is 1km hoog,
en dit neem die algemene klimmer 5 dae om te klim tot bo, ja,
5 dae. My bek het oopgehang om te sien hoe die manne teen
daardie rots uitklim. Hulle oornag 4 keer teen die vertikale
rots voor hulle bo uitkom. Ons het een ou se tent-kontrapsie
aanskou wat so halfpad teen die rots gahang het. Nee my maat,
gee my eerder die GS en ek is gelukkig, die manne speel op
Avbob se stoep. Volgens die klimmers is dit 'n 'baie veilige'
sportsoort, min mense het al geval en gesterf. Ek is bly om
dit te hoor.
By Yosemite het
ons 'n klein ruinie gehad met Rene Cornier. Rene is 'n
Kanadees wat om die wereld gery het met sy F650GS
(150,000km). Hy het by ons in Dubai gebly net voor ons daar
weg is, en het Oos gery deur Rusland ens. Hy was op sy
laaste strek op pad Kanada toe. Ons het die 2 aande lekker
stories om die kampvuur vertel, en ek kon vir die eerste
keer op my duitse opvou rooster braai. Van Yosemite af is
ons suid deur Death Valey. Ek het al so baie van Death Valey
gehoor, en was vasberade om daardeur te ry, ten spyte van
almal se waarskuwing dat ons nie moet nie. Hulle rede was
dat dit te warm in die valei is, maar ons ken mos van warmte,
en sal nie ons laat bang praat nie.
Net voor Death Valey maak ek die GS vol petrol, en vul ons
al ons watersakke net ingeval, ons gaan egter mos nou
woestyn area binne. Die Noordelike deel was grondpad, en nie
te warm nie. Die kaktus-tiepe plantegroei en berge was
besonders mooi in die noorde. Hoe verder suid ons kom, hoe
laer sak ons af en hoe warmer raak dit, tot ons by 42gradeC
en -75m (onder seevlak) kom. Regte Dubai weer, maar gelukkig
geen bedompigheid nie, so eintlik lekkerder as Dubai. Dit
was toe nie so erg nie, maar dit was snaaks om te dink dat
ons die oggend weg is by Yosemite terwyl dit 9gradeC, en bo
3000m was. Net buite Death Valey waar dit so bietjie koeler
was het ons kamp opgeslaan vir die nag, en 'n besonderse
sonsondergang aanskou.
Die volgende dag
redelik vroeg is ons daar weg en is deur Las Vegas na
friende van ons in Arizona. Las Vegas se buitewyke lyk soos
'n baie skoon weergawe van Dubai se beste woonareas
(Silicone Oasis ens). Ons het egter uitgesien oom met die
bekende "Las Vegas Strip" af te ry, en ons het dit toe ook
gedoen. Hotelle en Casinos links en regs van die pad so ver
jy kan sien. Ek wens ons kon dit in die nag sien met al sy
liggies, maar selfs in die dag was dit besonders mooi gewees.
Heelpad het ou Elvis se "Viva Las Vegas" liedjie in my kop
vasgesteek. Net buite die "strip" besef jy weer dat jy
eintlik in die woestyn is, dis 2 verskillende werelde binne
'n kwessie van 'n paar meter. Na Vegas is ons oor die
bekende Hover Damwal, en in Arizona in. Arizona het ons
hoogs beindruk. Amerikaners kyk amper neer op die suidelike
staat aangesien dit volgens hulle woestyn en warm is. Die
ding van Arizona is dat dit so 'n groot verskydenheid het,
en die natuurskoon is op baie plekke soortgelyk aan wat ons
in Namibie het. Iets wat Namibie wel nie het nie, is die
besonders pragtige Saguaro - kaktusse soos ek nog net op die
Cowboy films gesien het. In 'n dorpie met
die naam van Wickenburg bly twee oud-Kapenaars en CMA lede,
Harm en Ina Kruger. Ons het tog te lekker by hulle gekuier
en was bly om te sien hoe goed dit met hule gaan. Harm is
die trotse eienaar van 'n V-Strom (Nie dat ek opgewonde kan
raak oor 'n Suzuki nie) en het al die hele Arizona en
buurstate platgery. Dankie julle vir die lekker kuiertjie,
ons mis julle al klaar. Van Wickenburg af is ons weer noord na die Grand Canyon, nog
'n plek wat ek al lank oor droom om te sien. Die Grand
Canyon is soos sy naam heet, grand, en woorde kan die Canyon
nie mooi beskryf nie. selfs 'n foto doen dit ook nie. Dis te
groot om werklik te begryp hoe masief dit is. Die een ding
wat ons verbaas het was dat die omgewing by die Canyon nie
droog en woestyn was nie, inteendeel, was dit groen, bebos
en vrek koud, bonop het dit nog gereen ook toe ons daar was.
Die aand was goed koud, en dit het ons laat besluit om
eerder die Noord-rim (wat kouer is) 'n mis te gee en het
reguit na Monument Valey gery. 'n Tragiese ding vir ons
van
die Canyon se Informasie Borde (pro Evelotion) is dat hulle
mense vertel in hoeveel miljoene jare die Canyon gevorm is
deur die Colorado Rivier, terwyl dit so duidelik sigbaar is
dat dit iets baie groter as die Colorado rivier moes gewees
het (Soos Noag se Vloed) om die Grand Canyon te vorm. Ek glo
elkeen het sy reg tot sy opinie, maar om dit aan mense te
'verkoop' as die waarheid terwyl daar geen konkrete bewyse
is nie, stem ek nie mee saam nie.
Monument Valey
was nog een van daardie plekke wat net vir my bekend was in
die destydse John Wayne films. Ons het die aand daar
deurgebring en het die sonsondergang en opkoms bewonder met
die pragtige rotsformawsies wat soos Monumente op die
horison sit. Pragtig.Monument Valey is gelee op die grens
van Aizona en Utah, en is deel van 'n groot Indiaan
Reservaat. Daar is egter heelwat van hierdie Indiaan
Reservate in die VSA (en ook Kanada). Dis ongelukkig
oplettend om te sien hoe agteraf hierdie reservate is
teenoor die res van die land. Dis presies hoe ons destydse
Transkei en Ciskei was, en word deur hul eie mense regeer,
maar kripeer in die elende en dronkenskap. Ek wonder maar
net oor hierdie konsep. . . . . . . . . .Die Indiane het 'n
besonderse kultuur, maar is soos baie ander nie-Europese
kulture heeltemal uitgesterf. Hulle is geklee in gewone
klere en ry met dieselfde voertuie as ander mense, wat het
ek dan nou ook verwag, dis die 21ste eeu waar perd ry en pyl
en boog skiet uit die mode is vir aledaagse lewe.
Na
Monument Valey het ek besluit om 'n kort pad te neem na
Moab. Die kortpad was toe geen kortpad nie, en was 'n
avontuur op sy eie. Die pad was natuurlik 'n grondpad en het
ons oor berge en dale geneem deur die moderigste paaie in 'n
baie lang tyd. Dit het ons heeldag geneem om die 200km af te
le, maar dit was die moeite werd, aangesien ons geleentheid
gehad het om ons "Off Road" vernuf te verfris en was ons
geseen met die mooiste natuurtonele wat die omgewing kan
bied. Die aand het ons lekker pootuit by 'n kampterein
aangekom, en geslaap soos klippe. Die pad van daar af na
Moab was sonder enige opwinding, en ons was bly om vir 'n
slag vroeg by 'n kampplek aan te kom. Moab is 'n regte
avontuur-buitelug mens se speelplek. Hier is baie 4x4 Jeeps
met sulke masiewwe wiele vir die 4x4 roetes in die omgewing,
bergfietsryers, Kajakke vir rivier toere op die Colorado
rivier en nog vele meer. Ons rus maar net en vang bietjie op
met ons agterstallige eposse.
Email sent 11 October 2008 : 8;19pm
We are currently in Taos, New Mexico, and is heading
East to the border of Texas for today.
The Autum colors of Colorado and New Mexico is stunning,
yellow and gold wherever you look.
We've been riding through some light snow in Colorado yesterday as we came
over the Rocky Mountains (3300m).
Epos gestuur
:13 Oktober 2008 2.33am
Ons het gisteraand
in Clayton (New Mexico) gebly, en vandag heel dag deur
die reen deur Texas (Amarillo) gery, en slaap vanaand in
Weatherton, Oklahoma. More ry ons na Oklahoma City, waar
ons 2 of 3 aande gaan bly en hopelik so paar onderdele
vir die bike op te tel wat ek later gaan instaleer by
die Rally.
SMS received 14 October
2008 18:47:07pm Hallelujah, Praise the Lord! We are safely in
Hatfield at the CMA camp site. Weather much warmer after
riding 5 days in rain, sky should be clear tomorrow.
Email sent 31st October 2008 1.54am
Moab to Mena
We've spent the last
two weeks here in Mena, Arkansas (USA). Upon our
arrival here at the head courters of CMA (USA)
we've attended the
long awaiting Changing of the Colours
Rally, the International Conference and we are
partaking in the Fast Lane Rally this weekend.
Moab. . . . . . , we left Moab (Utah) the
morning early and drove east into the state of
Colorado. The Western side of Colorado is high
in altitude and the chance of snowfall was
increasing this time of the year, therefore we
opt just to do a small part of Colorado. We
drove through the small town of Ouray, deep into
the Rocky Mountains. The road between Ouray and
Durango goes over three mountain passes, each
going higher than 3200m. Yes, and you've
guessed it, it snowed up on these mountain tops.
Luckily the snow melted as soon as it fell on
the road, almost like dry-ice.
I’m sure this is a different type of snow than
what they get in mid winter. The snow that fell
next to the road coloured
the grass and bushes white and beautiful. The
colours of the trees all over were awesome,
yellow as far as the eye can see, with white
mountain tops for the perfect back ground.
The scenery is the type that makes the perfect
puzzle picture, beautiful to look at but tuff to
build.
At Durango we had a quick lunch to warm us up
and decided that we need to get down to lower
altitude before we will even consider camping.
Camping in below freezing temperatures is not
what we do for fun, especially as our sleeping
bags and clothes are not meant to handle that
cold temperatures. We crossed into the Northern
part of New Mexico, and camped out for the night
at Chama. The next morning we left Chama and
drove direct East on Route 64 through some of
the most stunning scenery we've
seen in the Southern part of USA. The elevation
was still high and the colours of the leaves
were bright to golden yellow. Again, puzzle-like
picture perfect scenery. When we came near the
town of Toas, we noticed a lot of tarantulas
(big spiders) crossing the road. In the town we
ask the lady who served us coffee about these
monstrous tarantulas (spiders) and she assured
us it is normal and an everyday occurrence. So
we've decided not to
ever camp in Toas, despite of its beautiful
setting and atmosphere. All the buildings in the
town are earthy and "old style",
almost Flintstones-like. After Toas we entered a
rainy section and decided to look for a cheap
motel in the town of Clayton. We came to the
conclusion that there is no such thing as a
cheap motel in America. The cheapest we could
find was a wooden bungalow at a KOA campground.
KOA is an American campsite franchise. We took
some DVD's on loan
from the camp site shop and settled in for an
early night watching movies while the rain was
pouring outside. About halfway into the first
movie we got itchy, and realised that we have
been bitten by something. Upon further
investigation we found some bed bugs on the bed
that has been chewing on us and is now nicely
settled in our sleeping bags and sheets. We woke
up the owners and told them about the situation,
and they were friendly to us and allowed us to
sleep in the Laundry/Office building. This meant
that our early night was out the door, as we had
to wash and dry all our clothes that were in the
room, as well as our sleeping bags, in order to
get rid of the bed bugs. It was way past
midnight when we got to bed. Next morning we
were up early and watched the weather, hoping
the rain will stop, but instead we were heading
right into the
"eye"
of the storm'
according to the weather forecast. There was no
way around it, so we decided to brave it and
head directly into the storm and into Texas. The
road sign that welcomed us into Texas proclaimed
proudly that Texas is the home of President
George W Bush. We did not enjoy our ride through
Texas, as the rain was bucketing down on us. We
decided to get on the big Interstate freeway, as
my visibility was shortened due to the rain and
fog in my visor, I reckon it would be safer on a
wide road than a narrow one. At the town of
Groom, next to the Freeway (I40) we came across
a massive cross. Some rich guy decided to build
this cross as an outreach and reminder of Christ
Jesus to the passing motorists on the Interstate
Highway. It stands 19 stories high and can be
seen (on a clear day) from 20 miles away. We
stopped and checked it out. At the foot of the
cross there are a few life size sculptures that
describe step by step the crucifixion of Jesus.
It is extremely well done and they even have a
souvenir shop where you can buy Christian
literature. After we spend about an hour
there, we were back on the wet road and crossed
into Oklahoma. The scenery was flat, but green;
you can tell they get a lot of rain in this part
of the country. We had a strong side wind to
negotiate with too. At the town of Weatherford,
100km before Oklahoma City we pulled into a
motel and called it a day. We've
learned our lesson on "cheap"
places, so did not bother to look for any
cheaper ones this time. In Weatherford we
discovered a wonderful old style road side
diner. I guess this was our first real American
restaurant, if there is such a thing. It is on
the old historic Route 66, and they play only
60’s music, and served us great food too. The
next day it rained so hard we decided to stay
another day in hopes that the rain will stop.
The rain did not stop, so we set out the next
day and drove all the way to Mena, Arkansas,
mostly in the rain, again.
The
Changing of the Colours rally is CMA USA's
biggest gathering of its members. It is a time
to fellowship with one another and gets
encouraged on the spiritual side of life. We had
teachings twice a day and awesome Praise and
Worship. Here we met a lot of new fiends in CMA
and was encouraged by the unity we have in this
ministry. Although we are from different parts
of the world and from very different back
grounds, we are like minded when it comes to our
enthusiasm towards Christ and Motorcycles. It
was wonderful to meet up with "old friends"
we met during the CMA South Dakota and Sturgis
rally earlier this year. The International
Conference followed shortly after the rally, and
here we met CMA leaders from all over the world,
including Mexico and Argentina, whom we look
forward to meet up with later on our journey.
The GS is also undergoing major maintenance as
well as a scheduled service. I replaced the
right hand side throttle body, as the shaft and
bush has been worn out and the engine has been
running very uneven on low rpm's
because of that. The other big job has been the
new rear wheel bearing modification. The new non
stock bearing seems like it will be the final
answer for our wheel bearing problems. Only time
will tell, and we are about to take it to the
ultimate test through Central and South America.
I will (on a later stage) add a page to our
website that describes in detail the
modification and how to do it if you wish to do
the same to your GS. For starters the bearing
has been expensive and hard to find, but if it
means no more break downs on the road, it is
worth the investment
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