Once the decision had been taken, it all became easy… Water flowing downhill.
Excitement levels reached an all-time high.
I suspect Nyati's silhouette became subtly sleeker… Longer… Lower.
I woke earlier, showered the evening before, got away quickly.
Botswana's still a big territory & we had a long way to go.
Along the way… On the hoof, emails & WhatsApps were probing ahead.
Hard decisions had to be made…
Arrangements put in place…
There could be no compromise.
Nyati's coming home.
Campsites came & went… Good, bad & indifferent… Sad to say, Nyati was now on a mission.
Today Nyati would roll back onto South African soil.
After much deliberation, I decided to use the little border post at Stockport, "Parr's Halt" because it was way off the busy truckers route to the main roads of SA & should be quick.
The last thing I wanted was to be held up all day behind a line of lorries.
As we approached the checkpoint another reason for this roads unpopularity amongst heavies showed itself…
The big board said…
Narrow bridge. Weight limit of
9 tons strictly enforced.
Oh SHIT… Nyati's running at 10.5 tons.
It's a hellofa long way back, but there's no point in aggravating these guys ?
"Fuck that… Move over… Go & get a pack of Styvesants… I'll get this slinky bitch through".
I looked into the mirror… YES… she was BACK…
Very tanned, a little unkempt, in need of a haircut…
My clear eyed Gypsy… ready for anything.
I spruced up…changed my shirt… Brushed my hair.
Passport formalities WERE quick.
Now for the bridge… I could see it ahead. Mmmm… Kinda narrow… Spindly looking too… I thought I felt a sharp nudge in the ribs.
The kid in a Botswana defence force uniform sidled over… I reckon he'd never seen a White with such a BIG wide smile…
Or a truck with horns… Oh yeah.
"I want your weighbridge cert…"
He started, but didn't finish, saw the Styvesants & almost lifted his cap.
"Thanks Man, I'll bring more back with me"… Waving… Smiling… Hey hey hey.
Lying basterd, but he heard me & waved in happy, youthful anticipation.
"Sorry for lying God, but PLEASE hold this bridge steady".
Of course he did.