I decided to wrap the ground sheet around me and go to sleep immediately. That night it got cold. Very cold. A tent does actually do something, believe me.
If you noticed the colour coding, please note that I did not plan it like that. I am perfectly straight, and like girls.
This time, the pass had some water damage in a few places, but you still definitely did not need a 4x4.
The N2 called and I was on my way. Mossel bay N2 would later prove to be fatefull, in that the traffic department felt that I was going too fast.
It was time to return home to be the slave I used to be.
It's called Skietkuil, and I can definitely recommend the accommodation. The owners are friendly and Izak and I had a nice bike chat.