Day 4 was a relatively harmless meander, still continuing south of the Limpopo River, over undulating terrain, that was getting increasingly more rocky. We were advised to pump our tires hard (as opposed to having deflated them to help a bit with the sand), and made our merry way to the Pafuri Border - only to stumble across a final spot to stop for grog. So we all pulled in - knowing that lunch was just 1km and a border crossing away. Someone even bought his wife a particularly unfashionable frock from the general grocer, as a momento/curio(us)/throwaway.
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