Wolseley - Cape
It was a dark stormy night, the wind was howling and the trees were heaving and sighing like old men looking for their bedpans, the birds were strangely quiet, the air was laden with anticipation, you know that moment just before the lead crystal glass break at the Nelson Mandela Children’s fund, black […]

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Saturday afternoons at a bike rally means different things to different people.
To those who partied Friday night it’s usually a time to start lookig for booze again as some sort of logic creeps back into their battered brains. Usually they’re into the programme in no time at all and can drink huge amounts without getting […]

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What a great weekend it was. I drank more beer in two days than in the entire of last year! And that stuff Neil had in that dark green bottle was positively evil…
I left work around one with a lot to do still outstanding but I decided what the #$%^&, it can wait and no-one […]

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I have almost forgotten how much fun camping at a rally can be. It’s now Monday morning, I’m sitting here about to fall asleep any minute. My tummy is upset as I must have eaten something a day or two past it’s sell-by date somewhere during the weekend. My typing is even slower than usual […]

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“We’re supposed to be polite to you guys and then you come and to stuff like that, THAT WAS A RED LIGHT AND AN ILLEGAL U-TURN”. He still had his hand on his gun. .
Standard IUB disclaimer applicable. This is mostly fiction.
Aaah the Buff has come and gone. Months of planning and skimming […]

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I hope everyone that attended the fest enjoyed it as much as I did. I think this festival is going to get bigger and better (it’s the first time it was held).
We met Andre and Mariette, riding his newly resprayed Intruder in Kraaifontein at 8:30 after riding all the way from the Strand in heavy […]

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Only two IUB’s from Cape Town and one from Randburg attended the 2000 Buffalo Rally. This is a trip report from the guys that rode all the way from Cape Town. They were me, Chris (BeetleJuice) riding his beautiful, stunning, awesome and highly capable 1998 Marauder and Simon (Axel) riding his equally stunning and capable […]

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Thursday 27th – Tuesday 2nd May
THURSDAY 27th
Cape Town
I left 5:30am in the morning after having the bike serviced, carbs done up and new clutch fitted during the previous week. Half an hour later I was cruising down the N1 Freeway when everything died on me including the headlights. Not fun doing 120km in the pitch […]

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To boldly go where no Marauder has ever gone We left Friday morning just after eight. We were supposed to leave at nine but we were packed and ready to go so I called one of the other guys and told him we’re taking off. They all ride crotch rockets so I made […]

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