On a boys getaway weekend to Manteku on the WildCoast my kombi makes it easily down to Drifters’ camp, though I do think Uh! Oh! as we drive down. Might be interesting getting out!
Five glorious days later we pack up and head out. But it has rained and the hill is too much for the kombi. What now? We’re the only vehicle in miles. “No problem” says our Drifters camp manager. “I’ll get some oxen”.
Oh, the shame! My “friends” roar with laughter and start preparing. To lighten the kombi? To attach the tow rope? To clear big rocks away? No. TO TAKE PICTURES!!
To this day I am reminded of this by these helpful ‘friends’. If I mention any car trouble they tell me to “Check for ox shit in the axles”.