On the 9th we got the call to pick up the bikes, the ship had arrived on the 7th on schedule. The guy was in such a hurry to get the bikes out that he just cut all the straps loose, so it didn't take long at all and none had fallen over. I connected the battery and the bike won't start, tried everything and then Fracois towed me back to the gem of a hotel we are all staying at. The mechanic in Cape Town said it was my immoboliser that was gone, the key antennae won't recognize the key, the dash lights up and everything but it will not start. I called BMW in Muscat and they were closed so could only order it on Saturday cause everything is closed on Friday and Saturday and they start their week on Sunday.
Friday 10th March 23 732km 8.5 hrs.
DAY 88
Got up early and went and took the key housing off and discovered the it had disconnected, so I plugged it back in and it started. Was so dang happy that I could leave, so quickly packed up and was on the road again at 10am heading for Muscat. Couldn't believe how my luck changed that quickly, lessons learnt on that , should have done it last night. Was good to be back on the bike again after eleven days.
The roads are really good and you can jam , except for the camels that are sometimes in the road. The place is kept very clean, hardly see and garbage laying around, so different to Africa, it's all organized and stuff works and no potholes ! It started getting dark so I ducked down a dirt road to the beach and got there in the dark and was exploring and got the bike augered into the sand and I couldn't move it. So camped there, didnt even pitch my tent, with no moon it was pitch dark, I even got a little scared it was so dark.
Saturday 11 March 23 704km. 10 hrs.
DAY 89
Got up at sparrow fart and walked to the road and flagged down so.e fisherman to come help me pull my bike out which they gladly did, another problem solved. Of course I had no water with me and did have some dried fruit which was for supper and breakfast, one way to lose weight I am hoping.
Mounted the paaniers and dry bag back on the bike and buggered off back down the dirt road to the main road where I found a Pakistan Restaurant, if you can call ot that, more like a room with a table or you can go and sit on the rug and eat from the floor.
Followed the coast road all the way to Muscat. Got a room at the Golden Oasis which is anything but golden at $31 a night.
Rauel is also here, the others are en route.
So tomorrow I will explore Muscat and am not going to ride more than 65 kms.
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