I will try to catch you up on my journey but I am not sure what it all means. Sorting it out is my task probably until I head off else where.
Rolled into Cape Town on May 13. After riding through drought ridden country, dirt roads, and camp sights That challenge all sense of comfort and hygiene – the ocean appears – blue and massive. A color we have only seen when we looked up – we could now see in front of us.
We rode along the beach road. I dipped my tire in the south Atlantic.
Four days later I am in Minnesota.