I’ve never been a huge fan of Sir Lowry’s Pass, which carries the N2 out of Cape Town and towards the Overberg. Too many hours spent in traffic jams heading home after wonderful weekends away. It’s a means to an end and we generally like to get past it as quickly as possible.
When we drove over it yesterday though, we went through the clouds and suddenly… well… wow. For the first time in literally hundreds and hundreds of trips, we had to stop and admire the view. And, given the fact that my tripod was buried under a few days’ worth of luggage, I’m fairly happy with how this hand-held pano came out.
44.6 Megapixels of view above the blanket of clouds covering the Cape Flats. And – about a third of the way in from the left – Table Mountain and Devils Peak, floating like an island* in a sea of clouds about 46 km away.
Here’s another image from the weekend away. We went ziplining.
Obviously, I took the camera along, and I did most of the photography. But when I wanted to be in the photograph, I handed it to one of our guides. And – really just to make it easy for him – I popped it onto Intelligent Auto mode. Literally all the guy had to do was press the shutter button.
What the guy actually did was turn the dial to “Watercolour Effect” mode. That’s something my camera has, but that I have never used. Why would you? But the ziplining guy has used it. And here’s what he got with it:
Don’t we look great? In… er… faux watercolour.
All he had to do was press the button. What he did was turn the dial.
Fortunately, as soon as I got the camera back, I put the dial back onto Sport mode. But this was an automatic thing in the midst of hanging off cables and traversing kloofs above Ceres, so I didn’t really think about it until afterwards. By which time it was too late.
This was last Saturday, but it’s nice to know that if we’d have gone zip-lining during the Renaissance, this is probably what it would have looked like.
The weekend away was a massive success. Fun, friendship, general foolishness and a frightening amount of drinking. And while we kept ourselves to ourselves for the most part, when we did go out and about we were sensible, respectful and cognisant of the current situation. We also went some way to supporting the local economy of this small farming community in the Western Cape by buying all of the wood that they could provide.
All of it.
The place we stayed at was close enough to civilisation to be convenient, but remote enough that we didn’t have to restrain ourselves too much.
And there was this view when we arrived as well:
Rubbish composition because there was only a tiny balcony to get the shot from. Sorry.
If this sort of geological feature was in the UK, it would have a name and everyone would know it. But the best description I can find of this is the edge of the Koue Bokkeveld (the “cold buck shrubland”). I think it deserves more.
The scenery around the place was all pretty amazing though, and I’m hopeful that I can get the family out there to have a visit at some point in the near future.