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Tuesday, December 14, 2010CRIMBLE 'Tis that time of year again, when the masses drive themselves silly, trying to get the right gift for the right person, when some families will be so excited at the chance to see other family members from distant lands & other families will get the hell outta Dodge, just to make sure they don't have to suffer yet another embarrassing scene, courtesy of Auntie Agnes letting rip with several choice farts at the most inappropriate moment. For Hubs & myself, it's going to be a rather quiet Crimble, with no family & no friends, but we're OK with that. (sobs hysterically into her coffee cup) This year, we shall be loading up T2 on the trailer & heading off to the (former) Eastern Transvaal. We'll be staying in a couple of nice hotels (so we're told) where we'll park up, perhaps chill by the pool or take a ride out to favourite scenic spots. It's time to unwind, after a particularly shitty year. The last 5 days of the break will be spent in the Kruger National Park, which is - to us - always the place to re-charge deflated batteries. I'm looking forward to good hotels, good riding (hell yeah!) & no fucking alarm clock. Our year has ended on a really sad note, with the death of a good friend. We met George & Kathy early this year, through the love of bikes. We'd been to rallies, fundraising events & went on various rides with them. George was a real 'rough diamond' but one hellova genuine bloke. He loved life, love Kathy & loved his 'Glide in equal proportions I reckon. He had major surgery in August & recovered really well. He was back on his bike as soon as he was fit enough to ride. A coupla weeks ago, he went to the Poison Rally in Rustenburg, with a bunch of other riders from the area. From what we were told, he complained of a constant pain, like that of indigestion. He got home from the rally, but later that same night, was taken to hospital, where he died just a few hours later, from a massive heart attack. We've all said, that hell, if he had been pissed, or maybe got wiped out in an accident, we could maybe understand it, but dying of a heart attack has left us all with the feeling that he was 'robbed' from us. It just ain't fair. George's funeral was on Friday & it was an incredibly sad event. Bikers from far & wide came to pay tribute to a man who was loved by all. We gave him a good send off tho' & right now, I reckon he's riding his Hawg on an eternal freeway, where there are no traffic cops, no speed limits & he can ride with the wind in his hair :-)  George van Oudtshoorn, friend, biker & treasured 'rough diamond' To fellow Bloggers, friends, family & anyone who stops by to read my drivel, I wish you all a Happy Crimble & blessed New Year. Take care, ride safe & remember, do it quietly! Labels: Crimble, George van Oudtsoorn, Poison Rally  
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