Cape Town and San Francisco have a lot in common: both are beautiful cities with temperate climates; each has an island which formerly served as a prison and is now a tourist destination (Robben Island and Alcatraz); both have great a great wine country nearby; both have large gay populations; both have lots of hills; San Francisco has “the fog” that rolls in, and Table Mountain has the “table cloth”–the cloud covering that rolls across the top of it.
And both cities have wind. But Cape Town takes the cake! Two years ago I was in “Windy Welly”, Wellington, New Zealand, where it was unusually windy, but Cape Town has it beat. There is something about being on the tip of a continent where two oceans collide that makes for some crazy strong wind. I remember being pitched sideways as I rode down the lonely highway in the Atacama desert in Chile, with nothing but sand on my left, ocean on my right, and my buddy Jason riding ahead of me, also pitched at an angle.
But the wind along the Atacama was constant — in Cape Town it GUSTS, and scare the daylights out of you when you’re riding a motorcycle on the highway when a gust hits you from the side and nearly blows you into the next lane (or off the road)! The good news is that my just finished unicycle bracket is holding up to the wind’s punishment (shout out to Marlon “Marly” Miller of Xtreme Modz, formerly of Black Noise).
The road part of my adventure is about begin, at last! Being in one spot this long was not planned, but has really worked out well, and I’ve formed a number of great friendships during this time. Also, I enjoy the adventure of getting things done in a strange land — buying the bike, getting it licensed, finding a mechanical craftsman and making a custom bracket, etc. Next stop, Cederberg Wilderness Area. Stay tuned!