platoon 12
Jan. 1981 to Dec. 1982
Trained by the same officers and NCOs as Pl. 11. - same intake as Pl. 11
OPS:
Sept. 1981 to June 1982:
Pl. Com: 2/Lt. Earl Pheiffer
Pl. Sgt: Cpl. Grant Petersen
June to Dec 82:
2/Lt J J N Hagen — RIP? per JB Cloete
Cpl. Yuri Maree
Section Leaders:
Cpl. Sakkie de Jager
Cpl. Danie Fourie
Cpl. Wouter Trieloff
2ICs:
L/Cpl. Colin Blignaut
L/Cpl. Steinvaart
L/Cpl J T du Plessis
Riflemen:
Angus Du Toit — Involved in the SADF bike testing at Gerotek and Riemvasmaak in 1983
HAPS du Plessis
M J G du Plessis
Philipus Luwes — Casevaced, after failed decapitation effort by a wire fence
Fritz Beudeker
Merrick Douglas
Larry Ingalls — Australia
Johan ‘Johnny’ Welsh
John ‘Slang’ Reeves
Richard Sutton
Eddie Heath
Dawie Nieuwoudt — '6 foot 4 Dave’ -- RIP? per Sakkie
Andre Geeringh — crashed at 120 km/h, broken leg, casevaced
Ricky Myburgh — ‘Brommer’ in Australia
Patrick Banks — NZ citizen, was 16 at the time -- back in NZ now
Vorster
Jansen van Rensburg — aka ‘Van’
Steyn
Le Roux
Pieter Van Nieuwenhuizen — not on ops
Mike Burleigh — not on ops
Mark Keating — not on ops
Johan H. Esterhuizen — shot himself at Tsintsabis and was court-martialled, not on ops
Barend Botha — aka 'Baardbek' or 'Nugget'
Awie Geldenhuys — Geldenhuys and Botha got caught with weed at SWASPES in June 82 and disappeared. To DB?
stories
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I recall that Otavi rally - Reeves and myself teamed up while we still jaaging around Otavi, before we even got into the bush. From the get go we weren't interested in any treasure. We were trying to pull the carburetor slide out of the top of the carb twisting that throttle so heavily. It's always a race!
Somewhere along the route some oke in browns jumped into the road and tried to stop us. We were having none of that shit and dodged past him. Later we were on the tar road back to Otavi when Reeves ran out of petrol. We then realised the oke in browns was actually the refueling stop!
There was a bit of petrol in my tank but not enough to get us both back to Otavi. Not even for one bike.
Some more of the section came screaming past us but they were also trying to extract the carb slider and wanted none of our shit.
A railway truck stopped and asked us what the problem was. We told him and he said don't sweat, the bikes will run on diesel. We were apprehensive but he drained diesel from some little tap under his vehicle which I assumed was for bleeding purpose, shared the remaining petrol from my bike with Reeves' and started the bikes. We then topped up with diesel and he told us to take off which we did.
The bikes pinged like a triangle in an orchestra but they got us back to camp where we flushed the tanks out with petrol from other bikes. The engines never had any ill effects.