So one final entry in this story. I started out from Cape Point two years ago and am now completing the return leg.
Almost eleven years ago I was here on a family holiday with Ruth and Kerrie along with two of my sisters. Two motorbikers from Bath in England pulled up, having traveled the whole way. I was struck with envy, wishing that it was me on that bike and steeped in admiration for them.
I had done some trips to North Africa and Eastern Europe by then and now thought long and hard about how I might achieve this goal. I have said this on Instagram and will say it again now. Ruth encouraged and supported me from the outset, and for anyone wanting to live their dream, it would be so much harder without a Ruth in their lives. Thank you for everything Ruth.
It was only a one hour ride down to Cape Point which was the easiest and most enjoyable ride of my life.
I pulled up at the entrance to the National Park and was a little bit dismayed to see that it was busy with tourists, just like me. However I was not going to be deterred from taking that one last iconic photo and I pushed past the hoards of photographers and parked Simba in front of that long awaited sign. I was here.
I then took myself off and sat on a rock nearby. I wondered ” who get’s to live their dream?” as I pinched myself in answer – well I just did. Life ain’t half bad if you give it a chance. Thank you Africa from the bottom of my heart…..
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ZIGZAGGING AFRICA BY MOTORBIKE 