So the ride back was not nearly as fun – it was thwart with a mild hangover, wind and a flat tire. I have to get on making sure that I am properly kitted with spare parts for the ride…and I might have to accept that creamy milk stouts do not contain the correct nutritional ingredients required to complete a 1500 odd kilometer ride – carbo-loading! What!

It seemed like a good idea – you know kill two proverbial birds with one stone – Go watch the rugby with my bro and get a training ride in. For those of you astute enough to notice, the GPS track below is one directional - Problem is that beer and bmx don’t mix so well and I had to stay over and complete the ride the next day. GPS proof of return leg coming up in the following post.

Together my BMX and I are capable of much  but the recorded 90km/h I did on Sunday is surely a GPS error? Surely!? Oh no wait…I recall now…I went down Jan Smuts and overtook a bus and my eyes were streaming tears in excess of the amount that poured when I watched Marley and Me (don’t judge – you also got something in your eye in that movie) . No one streams that much without going fast…I did 90km/h on a BMX!  FACT! 93km/h according to the GPS stats below. Woop Woop

The training ride was going great until I went up Sylvia’s pass and my pumping lungs almost burst through my chest cavity…

A warm up really – just getting the blood flowing and the legs moving

This is just an example of the GPS tracking we are trying to implement for the ride. Clearly I will not be in the US and will not be hiking – have you not been listening? I will be riding a BMX!