Wolkberg - day 4

Slowly wakening to the sun actually tepting to microwave my tent it was time to render all my abilities to stand up and get out of the tent. It was a glorious morning with Thys dossing next to the camp fire we made (it was a case of emergency) the previous night. He was motionless and I actually thought he was outdone by lethal scorpions or some sort of spider, never the less he was persuaded to life by much apreciated coffee from Elize, who I might add is the lady who gritted through this malicious hiking trip and still had today to cope with- well done girl!. As far as everybody was concern, nobody was in too much of hurry today as breakfast time was dragged out to the outmost by means of prolonged preperations, discussions and packing routines. It was going to be a scourching day and some peoples bags just din't seemed to get any lighter and was still in the excess of 25kg. So we set of to the second last day of our trip and the idea of going back into the direction we set off 3 days ago hit me in the gut like a angry giraffe kicking you because you burned his gonads with a cigaret whilst he was drinking water. It was uphill, and i mean all the way!! It was hot and i mean the type of hot that only a Salma Hayek in a skimpy bikini can pull off hot, if you know what i mean? Water bottles was filled as we anticipated that we were going to get thirsty and very thirsty we did. After a couple of hours our party of 5 was quite spread out across the field as each one got into their own zone and stopping to chit chat was not on top of our minds, at least not on mine any case. I reached the river crossing at the last bit of "flat"section before we pushed on to the paces we left our cars, and took a power "nap"and refilled my system with all the energy stuff i had to my consumption. 30min later the rest joined me into wich we sommer made a lunch break for the day. Out of the valley with all our protection from the sun now gone, so it was only the god of sun - Ra and us all they way back. About 3km from the "fisnish", as this has become a race for me in my mind i sort of dozed in and out of dizzyness and i thought by myself that damn it is hot out here and glanzed at my temp meter and was amazed to see 40C. I could not see any red flags hoisted so i thought the meter was busted. LOL Am i there yet brought a new meaning to it as it seemed never ending. Well, evetually i got back to where the cars were parked and i was relieved to say the least. I slipped off my bag, got some fresh water, remebered that there were still a bottle of litchi flavoured water in my car with 2 packet of doritos, mmm heaven is upon me. After getting rid of my boots and socks I took some pictures, laid in the back of my boot and took some more pictures. Aprox an hour later my "team mates"arived with might I say some "expressions"on their faces. Ice cold black label makes any thing beter. I even believe that black label will cure aids