A story about the car

Teil 1

Polen, 1987

We now live in a country where there is to discover very much, but unfortunately the roads are not there always the easiest, especially when heated with a sports car through the area. It was clear from the start that soon because something else must be found. So it happened that we have learned a few months of the Put Foot Rally. 7 countries, 7000 miles, 7 checkpoints, in 17 days. Of course, our hearts beat once more, and the decision to participate was taken. But of course, not with our BMW. The planning started, the first ideas were devised listened to very promising. A VW bus, well out of date and checked through a

little inside expanded and souped up, we seemed to be a perfect car. Even then, I traveled with my parents all over Europe in our beloved gaudy yellow / orange face-off.

Unfortunately, we noticed after 3 weeks that the rally was booked after 24 hours and no longer participate in this year in question would be. But the seed planted was already in our hearts, and drove their roots.

But then we asked ourselves: Why a VW bus, even if it could be what else? Why not a car that can give us more flexibility and off-road? Why can not a long-cherished dream come true? God got it down to this earth and gave us the Defender! From then on, not a day passed without any rush to deliver South African websites for used Land Rovers.

New Years Eve

Every year the same routine. Shortly after Pentecost, the first people to start planning the New Year. Ne cool party here at the club, or at least pass through the town and various pubs unsafe or relaxing with a drinking bout 40 people in any home, from anyone you do not know to attend. But the best are relaxed but the celebrations, with a handful of selected people, good food, a few sips to quench a thirst and a beautiful fireworks display to look in the cold.
By mid-December we heard anyone here talk about New Year's Eve and I feared the worst: many people crammed in tight spaces, loud music and the hope that the bed may soon be visited again.
But it turned out quite differently. 2 weeks before New Year's proposal came to camp .... yes .... ... tents on New Years Eve. Entirely new options arise here, if one is not dependent on warm boots, warm jacket, gloves and hat. Let us consider for a long time without saying, of course. (Although the site is pretty much the rudest of the camping site of the Universe! QUESTION NO MUSIC NO GO AWAY http://www.beaverlac.co.za/).
Everything you need is concerned, and stowed in the car, picked up a friend and we packed race north. Beaverlac is approximately 3 hours drive north of Cape Town and the penultimate piece, we vibrate in us a Holperstrasse the mountain pass, which, fortunately, is a beautiful, pretty steep, but paved mountain road. But unfortunately we were happy too early. The last ten kilometers torments our BMW lowered a steep moguls of sand, stones down deep potholes. Bathed in sweat, but happy we finally reach our goal.
The campsite is fairly well populated, but we found a nice spot in the shade and let us down. Located in the valley, surrounded by nothing but a couple of citrus trees, we are far away from civilization, the perfect place to come and see "out". Always beckons hiking trails to explore the countryside, along the small river to migrate, and to splash around in a created by the natural water basins, the sprinkle of small waterfalls can be, or be brave and jump off cliffs into the water.
So we spend the whole day. In the evening a fire is lit and everyone is waiting with a delicious cold drink to the grilled food is thoroughly cooked. Sylvester starts off relatively unspectacular. Someone shouts "Happy New Year", it is triggered, and wished all the best on drinking. But better than any fireworks show the night sky that unfolds here, far from any light pollution, its full glory.
The grand finale, our neighbor drives a 65 kg telescope (without the weight of the tripod), shows us Jupiter, the Moon, the Orion Nebula, and many more of these fascinating points of light above us.