The big empty. Dead straight roads to the horizon, flat topped koppies, windpumps and a silence you can hear. The Great Karoo is not for everyone, which is exactly why it is for some.
Nowhere else in the country gives you this much sky. The Great Karoo strips riding down to its elements, you, the road, and a horizon that never seems to arrive. The distances are honest, the gravel is fast, and the nights end under more stars than you have ever seen. Bring a hunger for space.
Transfer up onto the plateau, build the bikes, and take a sunset spin out of a Victorian era Karoo town as the light turns everything gold.
The signature Karoo day. A road that runs to the horizon and keeps going. Windpumps, sheep farms and a padstal lunch you will still be talking about.
Rolling gravel between the flat topped hills, with a climb to a ridge line that shows you fifty kilometres in every direction.
Quiet district roads through country older than dinosaurs, ending at a guest farm where dinner comes off the fire and the sky does the entertainment.
One final morning of open road, then a long lunch and the transfer back toward the coast. The silence follows you home for days.
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