The Argus Diary Part III - The Countdown!
How do you like to be woken up on a Saturday morning when the sun rays are gentle, when the breeze smells of an open sea and little birds chirping a melody? BObbie awakens with a rubber toy shoved in his mouth. BObaby 1: Uncle BObbie, uncle BObbie, I want to play!!! BObbie: (Almost choking to death with the rubber toy shoved down his throat)… * * * * * Most of who ever rode the Argus knew of a tradition that is not written. The Saturday morning before, you gather your mates and you ride along Camps Bay and to the peak of Suikebosie to pay your respects to the Mountain God. You will then glide back down into Camp’s Bay for a breakfast by the sea and soaking in the atmosphere that has made Cape Town famous. Since the kids was banned by the Acting Craptain (Actually the kids was just wasted…) the Team had to ride the Argus Tradition Ride without them. The boys happily met at the Team BO CTN HQ to get ready. Well, except the BObbie. BObbie: (Screaming) WTF?!!! #*%@^&#