Day 179 – View

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.

A wee stop

After a monumental journey home from Agulhas which included a reluctant car, some fish & chips, a MASSIVE traffic jam over the mountains, a highway blocked by protesters and loads of other stuff which my mind has already blocked out, I do at least have this:


This was the view somewhere just off the R316 between Napier and Caledon, where we made a “comfort stop” for the kids. I won’t share the view the other way.

The rest of the journey was really not worth sharing either. There’s five and a half hours of my life I won’t get back.

And so, once again, I turn to beer for comfort and relief. And it’s working.