Crossing the river might have been a bit more daunting than we first imagined so we went for the chicken run....the bridge. I was in a way very glad we decided on the bridge after crossing it and spotting a massive tree being swept away by the current.
As we made our way up and around the mountain we heard some thunder rolling in. As we well know that thunder in the Cape is coupled with rain and hail we headed home with the shortest route. We could see the dark clouds being blown in by a strong wind.
At about 2km from home the rain started coming down, and not light rain, it bucketed down on us. Not just rain but hail too. Strong winds were blowing us all over the footpath we followed home.
Lucky for us we got home all in one piece, wet yes and a little sore from the freezing hail hitting us in the face, arms and legs. Still a good fun ride on our two wheeled machines.
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