South Africa - The Lions on the Road: Cycling London to Cape Town - page 320

er's Museum and strolled in the town until evening. I found the Catholic Church and after
mass I walked back to Henry's place where I was invited to his sister-in-law's for a brai.
Thenextmorning,IwenttoaCongregationalChurchandgaveashortpresentation.
I received 100 Rand for STC and the mayor invited me to lunch (which I daresay, ac-
cepted.) I went to his home for an incredible meal with his family and then was taken to
Henry's home. I washed up and went with Henry to visit his wife and newborn son in the
hospital. They named him Henry disregarding my suggestion of David (no offence taken.)
ThenextdayIwasinterviewedbythelocalnewspaperandreturningtothehospital
with Henry. The baby was so beautiful and Henry just couldn't take his eyes off his son.
Thiswasanotherwonderfulexperienceforme-thechancetoshareinthejoyofanewfam-
ily.
After several days of really doing nothing, I decided to move on. By the time I had
packed my bike, Henry had cooked me breakfast. We chatted just before he left for work
and after thanking him and congratulating him one more time, I said good-bye.
Before leaving Worcester, I cycled to Neil and his wife's home and then to the
Wiekus' home to say good-bye. Mrs. Wiekus gave me a little prayer in the form of a note
and wished me a safe journey. Then I started toward Cape Town.
Under blue skies and nowind (what a difference from last Friday) Ipushed off.My
speed was quite quick and in no time I arrived at the base of the Du Toitskloof Pass (820
metres above sea level). The road was very narrow and could have been dangerous if there
were traffic and/or stronger winds (thank God there were neither.) As I crested a small hill,
I came across the entrance to the Huguenot Tunnel, a 4.4 kilometre engineering feat built
in 1988 that significantly cut travel time between Worcester and Stellenbosch. This made
my road almost obsolete explaining why it was void of traffic…amen to that!