I am here: 34 48.878 S 19 56.390 E http://maps.google.com/maps?q=loc:-34.8,19.93984
Piet se Punt – literally “Pete’s Point” – with just the crashing surf, a few Black Oystercatchers, the battling contrapuntal cello and piano of Ludovico Einaudi and the mad, mad wind for company. Still, this is summer and it’s still shorts and t-shirt weather.
It’s a rare moment alone – the kids and the wife back at the cottage sleeping off the midnight fireworks on Struisbaai beach to see in the new year – and I’m enjoying it.
It’s elemental, lonely and almost belittling to see the power of nature. I could quite happily die here, although the intention is rather to head back and sink some Black Labels over a potjie.
All the best for 2012 and thanks in advance for sticking with 6000 miles… through what promises to be another year.