Gloomy

With everything in place for our trip to the UK next month, the time between now and the holiday is dragging. And, after an unpleasant day at the football yesterday and a pleasant evening drowning sorrows and celebrating a birthday, today is dragging a little too, as is my head.

A quota photo is required and this one fits the bill just perfectly.

Something, somewhere is telling me that I’ve used this as a QP before, but I’m so tired and “jaded”, that I really can’t recall or indeed be arsed to recall.

This picture, as with life at the moment, is probably better in the dark.

Rugby or…

While the rest of Cape Town was glued to Newlands or to their TVs for the start of the Stormers v Cheetahs game, the kids and I were out in the back garden watch the International Space Station flying over the Mother City:

This was a 30 second exposure (which means that the streak across the sky is 233km long) with a bit of luck as the clouds parted to allow a clear shot.

By the time you’ve sighted it and lined up the shot, you only get one go per ISS pass, but you readers don’t get to see the 74 failures that it takes to get just the odd one or two right.

Waenhuiskrans

We managed to get the kids round to the cave at Arniston/Waenhuiskrans while we were away.

The cave is huge inside; allegedly, so huge that a wagon with a full span of oxen can turn around in it. But probably only at low tide. The locals therefore named it “Waenhuiskrans” literally meaning “wagon house cliff”. No, I’m not sure how it works either.

That’s the front entrance to the cave there on the right. Most people, including us, slip in through the smaller side entrance.

I’ve played with this photo a little and I really think it brings out the magnificent strata and dramatic shapes of the rock. That could be because I’ve had a few glasses of decent red wine before writing this though.

For the full effect, go big on black here. Wine not included. Sorry.