Day 12: The Karoo served me the full spectrum: Majestic plains and lots of animals to wonder at. Stormy and ruthless headwinds to fight against. After a morning that started out just perfect with Lorenz' company (a South African sportsman I met at the Guesthouse) the wind shifted to South West after I left Loxton for the 100 km of gravel road heading to Fraserburg. For the next ten hours the estimated 5 to 6 beaufort of wind slowed me down to a steady 10km/h (!). The reward was a delicious dinner with my family at Juliana's guesthouse in the arty and pictoresque desert island of Fraserburg. Paradise!