Photograph: Leaving PE
Between Stages: Port Elizabeth to Jeffrey's Bay and on to Bloukrans
My PE friend, Guy Rogers, and I cycled together from his place where I had spent my last night in the Friendly City to Old Cape Road. Then he turned right towards the Herald newspaper's office to put in a bit of early work on a Sunday morning. I headed left in the direction of Cape Town, my more immediate destination being the surfer's paradise of Jeffrey's Bay.
This was not in fact a stage of the inaugural Tour of South Africa but rather a stretch between the stages. However, I chose to cycle it because SAFM radio had said they wished to interview me while on the road. I felt I should be out there when their call came through at 4.30pm.
PE's wide pavements passed the cycling-friendly test as I passed schools, houses, flats, sports grounds and churches, which after some time became plot country with little turn-offs heading into the fynbos greenery.
The city's sport cyclists were on their Sunday morning run, mostly on bikes far more sophisticated than Mellow Yellow.
A pod of them passed on the opposite side of the road. They all started shouted something that sounded like "Trevor, Trevor".
Who were they calling?
As they came closer I figured they were shouting at me.
"You travel, you travel," I realised they were saying.
They had obviously spotted my panniers, which were an indication that I was on a longer, slower ride than them.
"Good luck, good luck," they shouted, showing thumbs up signs.
What cool people!
Those cycling in my direction offered a "Howzit" or "Good morning" greeting as they whizzed past at speeds way higher than my plodding along.
One fellow slowed down to my pace for a ten-minute chat.
PE definitely deserves its reputation for being a friendly city!
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