6 k’s after filling up, it became clear that the three minutes we spent on route planning the night before
was maybe flavoured with one too many Reposados.
After 500m we sent Jolandi out to scout a stretch of the pass. I would gladly take the Benelli over the
Baragwanath pass (NO – never! I never do crazy stuffs like that...), but if it got any rockier, I would have to
invest in a new belly-pipe before I give the bike back to Mike.
It was already 16:30, and we wisely
decided to turn around.