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Tuesday, September 6, 2016

September breakfast run becomes a braai at Divi's home

Our club President is not well at the moment and has not been able to join in recent club functions so it was decided that in lieu of the scheduled breakfast run we would all take a "dop and chop" and ride down to his home in nearby Paternoster for a surprise visit and a braai.
So it was that at around 10h00 on Sunday some 30 plus members on fifteen bikes and some cars gathered at the bank parking lot in Vredenburg. Some elected to go by car into which were loaded the firewood, charcoal, salads and booze. It was a lovely sunny day, excellent for a braai.

Spirits were high as the mob assembled, Craig and Monica arrived on the new Yamaha MT10 which they have made into a demo model, a lovely looking bike. (Click on the photos to see them full size.)

I'm still very keen on Anton's customised Kawasaki, by 10h30 pretty much everyone had arrived it was time for kickstands up and the fifteen km ride through the the small seaside town.

Divi heard the noise of bikes arriving and came outside for a look and the happy look of surprise on his face made it all worthwhile, soon his home and verandah was crowded with noisy bikers unloading (and pouring) drinks while Craig got the fire going.

Gerrie wasted no time in getting the traditional "melk terte" shooter going and it wasn't long before that bottle was empty, the mood was jovial as it can only be with a large family gathered in one place.

Everyone had brought their own meat, we had the previous week bought some lovely thick boerewors at the Moorreesburg butchery which we ate in breadrolls and it was delicious! I'm going to find an excuse to go back there when the rest is finished.

I had rather short sightedly only taken one bottle of red wine along and by the time I ate it had evaporated or something, luckily my brother Steve was more sensible and had taken a box along with which he regularly replenished my glass. Thanks Steve I owe you.
This day was all about bikers, about family and about brotherly love. When you have biker friends you have great friends who care for you and who will stand beside you when the going gets tough.

1 comment:

Trobairitz said...

How awesome. You probably not only made his day but his week. Good on ya!