Sometimes we simply take for granted the old familiar places we visit so often. But when you take visitors exploring and see it through their fresh eyes, the joy and wonderment of it all gives you a renewed appreciation of your own backyard.
We recently had friends, Chris and Har visit us for a few days and we took them to all our favourite spots. In November last year we met them at an overnight campsite in Ermelo and then found ourselves at two of the same camps in The Kruger National Park. We discovered that we had a lot in common and told them that if ever they were in our neck of the woods they were should please contact us. And we are so glad they did because we had the most awesome time.
The stop-over with us was part of a caravanning road trip they were doing. They fitted us in between Cape Town and The Garden Route. Although they had visited the area many years before their memories of Struisbaai were quite vague.
On Monday we visited the Southern Tip, Agulhas, Suiderstrand and Arniston.
The coastline is rocky and interesting and quite different to what they are used to in KZN.
The compulsory tourist shotThe Meisho Maru – a Japanese Fishing Boat that wrecked at Suiderstrand in 1982Suiderstrand is a remote holiday village about 10 km from StruisbaaiThe Earl and me walking back to the carAgulhas LighthouseThe resident yellow mongoose of Agulhas
After driving around and showing Chris and Har the growth that has taken place in Agulhas and Struisbaai we took a drive to Arniston where we had lunch at the hotel. If you’re ever in the area this is a good place to overnight or just to have a meal,or a drink and a snack.
It’s a half hour drive from Struisbaai to Arniston if you’re not a birdwatcher. We all are and so it took about two hours!
We saw more of these Denham Bustards that we have ever seen travelling along this roadThere were also scores of our national bird, The Blue Crane
We stopped many times along the way to see bokmakieries, yellow canaries, red bishops – in non breeding plumage, capped wheatear, common fiscal, francolin and guineafowl among others.
Capped WheatearChris and Har admiring the view at ArnistonIn front of the hotelLooking over Otter Beach
After a lovely day out we returned to Struisbaai and just before it became too dark, Har and I went for walk. We enjoyed seeing both the sun going down and the super moon rising.
Sunset over StruisbaaiSuper Moon
The next day, Tuesday, we made our way to the quaint village of Elim, once again birding along the way and stopping at The Black Oystercatcher for a snack and a glass of their excellent Sauvignon Blanc.
The ever-present Ostriches – we believe Struisbaai was named so because of all the presence of the ‘volstruis‘ which is the Afrikaans word for ostrich.There were scores of rhebok about tooLavailant’s CisticolaCape LongclawYellow CanaryJackal BuzzardCape CanaryBokmakieriesNon-breeding adult common starling and pied starling having a chatStonechatSpur-winged Goose
Elim village is situated on The Agulhas Plain and was established in 1824 as a Moravian mission station. It’s position was chosen as there was plenty of water there so they could plant vines and make wine for their communion.
The German missionaries taught the villagers many trades and skills including thatching. This is a craft the young men took to well and to this day they are renowned for their skill and often travel abroad to do thatching contracts.
Even today one may only live in Elim if you were born there or marry somebody who was born there. Many of the women are employed as protea pickers by the nearby protea farms. The men are engaged in various trades and some are farm workers.
Elim has a care centre and school for handicapped children which has an excellent reputation.
There was once a working water wheel but this no longer functions.
Har bending very low Chris being a lot shorter is not as lowlyThe Water WheelThe River that runs through ElimThe picturesque thatched cottages of Elim
Sadly Chris and Har had to leave for the next leg of their journey on Wednesday morning but before they left we went in search of Black Oystercatchers before having some breakfast and sending them on their way.
We did not see the oystercatchers on the rocks but we got them flying and calling overhead.
It was spring low tide so the photos of the harbour were interesting
Spring Low Tide at Struisbaai HarbourNo Oystercatchers but we did see some distant Caspian TernsThe very long Struisbaai Beach
What a wonderful three days we had. May you enjoy the rest of your journey, Chris and Har!
Here are my answers to this weeks questions from Sparks
Which would you rather throw away: Love or Money?
I wouldn’t like to throw away either but if I had to choose it would leave the money and take love. Money is useful to help you enjoy life and your loved ones but it cannot replace the joy you get from being with those you love. I am sure I can live quite happily on love and fresh air.
Do you believe you should do one thing a day that scares you?
Like what? Pick up a spider or swim with sharks? One scary thing every day? No – not necessary. I will do something that scares me if I know that once I’ve done it I will feel good – like skiing down the Alps or flying in a light aircraft. But I don’t need to do that every day!
What’s the last thing you do at night?
I usually watch some TV, read a chapter or two of a book or do a sudoku puzzle.
If you could own a mythical creature (unicorn, phoenix, etc.), which one would you pick? (A nod to the soon ending 2021 A-Z Blogging Challenge, my topic this year “Mythical Creatures”)
Perhaps a fairy with a magic wand that with a swift wave would have all the household chores done in an instant.
GRATITUDE SECTION (Always Optional)
What Are You Grateful For?
I am grateful for having enough of everything that I need.
On Tuesday 20 April I was interviewed telephonically on local radio station called Cape Talk. Each week Pippa Hudson, the talk show host, has a slot for Family Matters. As my book, A Judge Decided, deals with children caught up in a custody dispute she invited me to be part of the show. She also had an attorney on who explained The Hague Convention of the Civil Aspects of International Child Abduction Act 72 of 1996.
Jeffrey and Annaline will always be remembered and deeply missed by our family. Earl and his sister Carrol met Jeffrey and his brother when they were still preschoolers. They had weekend-homes hidden in the fynbos on the mountainside of Castle Rock near Miller’s Point. This was their playground, a children’s paradise in the days when children were allowed to roam free and the only rule was to be home by the time the street lights came on. Here, though, there were no street lights and even at night they enjoyed many adventures together. In their early teens, during the school holidays, they along with another friend, Garth and a few others, would be left from Monday to Friday to fend for themselves while the parents went back to the city for the work week. They would collect mussels from the rocks, fish both onshore and offshore and collect and sell sour figs on the side of the road.
These idyllic days were soon over and they all married and started families and though they were grown their friendship continued. Castle Rock was still a frequently visited place and when their parents passed on the properties stayed in their respective families. They still fished together and shared the ups and downs of their lives throughout the years. Jeff and Annaline had no children of their own but Earl’s Lisa and Lauren, and Carol’s Gregory and Peta-Ann were very close to them. They were the Godparents to all of them. They frequently slept over and even went on holiday with them. And when I joined the family as Earl’s second wife they warmly welcomed me and my little Laurie into the group and we became firm friends too.
Jeffrey and Annaline always stepped in to help whenever any of us needed them. So of course when Lisa came home after her marriage broke down they were there to selflessly help with baby-sitting, support and advice. Our two grandsons grew up as much in their home as in ours. They were like an extra pair of grandparents! When Jay was about five he was talking about ‘parents’. “What is a parent?” I asked him. “Somebody who looks after you,” came the reply. “So who are your parents?” I enquired. “Mom, you, Grandpa, Laurie and – Uncle Jeffrey and Aunty Annaline!” Because at that time they were looking after the two little boys a great deal.
Several years ago Jeffrey was diagnosed with colon cancer. He underwent surgery and chemo and we were relieved that he recovered and although he had regular check-ups he was in remission. Last year, Annaline suffered a stroke. For several months she was in hospital. Because of Covid, visiting was limited. It was a tough time for everyone. The four God-children were devastated that their precious aunt was suffering. At New Year’s she passed away. Then just a few months later, Jeffrey’s cancer returned. He had surgery but on Good Friday he too, passed away. Could it be that he just didn’t want to go on without his beloved wife?
Jeffrey was a proud man. He did not easily share his suffering and would brusquely deny that anything was amiss. He an Annaline had recently sold their home in Fish Hoek and had moved into a flat built onto the home he once owned at Castle Rock. He and Annaline had become friends with the new owner and he’d offered to let the flat to them. They were back in Jeff’s childhood holiday home, close to Carrol and her hubby Vere. Jonathan was so kind to them and a rock during Annaline’s and then Jeff’s illness. T
Not many people knew the real Annaline. She appeared to be quiet and unassuming but she had a tough inner strength. She danced ballet when she was young and after her marriage kept fit by doing advanced yoga. She was the perfect wife for Jeffrey while quietly pursuing her own career as a legal secretary. Later she studied through Unisa and achieved her law degree. Annaline was always quietly concerned about the people in her life. She never forgot a birthday or anniversary, encouraged the children in their pursuits, was non-judgemental but certainly offered good and wise advice when asked.
Jeffrey was a non-nonsense kind of guy. He was wonderful with the children but would not hesitate to give them a talking to when it was called for. The kids adored him. He made no demands but was always willing to give a hand or a listening ear.
Rest in Peace Jeffrey and Annaline. You were a huge part of our lives and we are going to miss you tremendously. Our lives are richer for having had you in them.
Josh having fun with Uncle JeffreyJay and Josh in the pool with Uncle JeffreyJeffrey the fisherman on Greg’s boat, DevenishJeffrey and Annaline at the Southern Tip when they visited us in 2018Earl sharing an old photo with AnnalineCelebrating their 50th Wedding Anniversary at Carrol and Vere’s home at Castle Rock – Jay, Lisa, Annaline, Jeffrey and JoshThe extended family (Earl and I were away on a cruise but the rest of the gang are here) Allan, Lauren, Eugene, Peta-Ann, Lisa, Gregory, Peter, Simon, Joshua, Shannon, Vere, Annaline, Jeffrey, Carrol, Jay
Today is our last full day in the park. It is almost the end of our Road Trip. Tomorrow we will pack up and head to Oudtshoorn for our last overnight stay and then it will be back to Napier and Struisbaai.
It was very cold during the night and we were grateful for a down duvet as well as a fleecy blanket on the bed. The morning dawned with clear skies and the promise of warmth but it was a while before the temperature rose above 15 degrees C!
The Earl cooked breakfast and then we headed out in our own vehicles for our last drive in the park. It was most enjoyable and we saw lots of animals on the plains. There was nothing new though so this will be a short report.
I was delighted to get a snap of this Cinnamon-breasted Bunting There were quite a number of Common Fiscals all quite willing to be in the photo shootBlesbok were gathered in great numbers too – this one was close by but didn’t want to look at meWhat a wonderful thing it is to see large gatherings of different species decorating the landscapeThe Springbok were out in full force Exhausted! Playing too much rugby perhaps?These three were curious creaturesWatch out for the Lions – What do you mean – they’ll never beat the Springboks!At an otherwise empty pond we spotted a single terrapin catching a few raysThe froggy I saw a day or two ago has found a mate!No trouble spotting these guys (Scaly-feathered finch)Monkeys are a pest in the camp but seeing them in the wild where they should be is always entertainingYou don’t want those teeth to get you – so please people when visiting the parks don’t feed the animals. You’re signing their death warrant if you do because if they hurt somebody (think child in particular) they will be shot. If they’re not fed, they won’t come into the camps. Just the sight of a catty (sling-shot) will have them running away.Yes, you are cute when you’re in your treeSee you next time!
By the time we returned to camp it had warmed up quite a bit and the evening temperature was not nearly as low as last night. It was our turn to cook and The Earl did a lamb curry using the Smart Space Pot on the Snappy Chef induction stove. I made a banana salad and also served some pickled vegetables bottled by my friend Esmarie. Dessert was chocolate chip ice cream.
Being Sunday, the camp was pretty deserted as all the weekenders had left. It will probably be quite full for the Easter Weekend. We did not get to see the cats and it seems nobody else we spoke to did either. This is not a park to visit if all you want to see is the Big 5 or cats. It is, however, awesome for birds and a variety of other creatures. The scenery alone makes it worth the visit.
Today we drove the Sonnenrust in tandem with Alec and Cathy. The Earl was not all that keen on doing any 4X4-ing and I think it might have been because he ‘aged prematurely’ after doing the most hectic of the trails last time we were here. The Umgene Trail is described in the guide book as one to provide either great excitement or premature aging! We survived that one after having to move a large rock out of the road so this one was a piece of cake! It was quite hectic but we all thought it was enormous fun.
Our first sighting of the day before getting to the Sonnenrust Trail What a handsome Gemsbok/OryxFinally an Ant-eating Chat posed beautifullyA Black wildebeest on his ownThis springbok was also on its own and kept company with the white-tailed gnuThere are over 1000 mountain zebra in the parkLove birdsAt the start of the trail we found the buffalo who are known to frequent this areaWho are those canned people, Mom?Come on Mabel. Keep up!What big horns you’ve gotBlack-throated Canary?Inquisitive ZebraStunning grazing for the zebra – Spot the Northern Black Korhaan behind the tail of the middle zebraHaving funWay in the distance I spotted a single suricate Bright eyed and bushy-tailedGround Squirrel by The EarlAt the viewpointWe should be so lucky to come across lions in or out of the car!Stunning viewsYesterday I posted photos and was not sure what the birds were. At first I thought sandgrouse but seeing these made me think Shelley’s Francolin. I went back to the post and saw that Anne suggested Grey-winged francolin and of course she’s right! Apologies to all for the confusion.Look out for Kudu we are warned by this signpost and for good reasonBecause who should walk by one second later?
Back at camp we had a snack and a cuppa and then relaxed for the rest of the afternoon We did not go for an afternoon drive but I took short walk at about 17h00.
It was Cathy and Alec’s turn to cook. I lent them my Romosca pot and they did the most divine chicken casserole served with mash potato cooked in the smart space pots on a gas cooker and mixed veggies done in the micro
A wondrerful cooking systemA yummy meal was enjoyed by all
The rain has gone! But it is still a tad chilly in the mornings here in the mountains of the Eastern Cape. We started our day with an “Early” breakfast, did a few household chores and then set off separately for a drive. We met halfway going in opposite directions and then headed back to camp for a cuppa. We then did another drive in the afternoon. Most of the game can be seen on the wide open plains but a few hang out in the mountains too. Birding is good. The views are magnificent. Below are the highlights from both drives.
Burchell’s Sandgrouse, I thought Now I think Shelley’s Frsncolon? Nope it a grey-winged as Anne suggests in the comments Cape BuntingView across the valleyBlack Wildebeest / White-tailed GnuOur national animal – SpringbokView of the terrain – black wildebeest in foregroundMountain Zebra giving us the lookBaby looking shyKaroo ChatHaving a delightful sandbathAnd a lovely shake afterwardsContemplaing a swimCome on in, the water’s lovelyI know it’s early darling, but come on out – the sun is upHello, Who are you? Do you have a snack for us?Leave the tourists, love – they’re not going to give you anything. Just look out for jackalsHang on – something’s in my tailAll good – let’s forageI’ve got something Me tooPale-chanting GoshawkLooking for ground squirrels?Even the little lizards are interestingAnd this tiny frog is so cuteCome into my parlourRed-headed finchFemale not as colourfulScaly-feathered finch looking crossMale OstrichRed-billed firefinch trying to hideKudu Springbok by The EarlZebra by The EarlFemale Kudu by The Earl Familiar Chat?An evening view across the valleySuch amazing coloursMountain Zebra CampsiteAs the sun setsWonderful way to end the dayBonding at the Braai
Just a final word about the facilities at Mountain Zebra – There are two types of campsite. C indicates a caravan site and T a tent site and the sites are numbered. We are on C32 and 34 with T33 between us. It was not busy when we arrived on Thursday but today (Friday) the weekenders arrived and it is now quite full.
The ablutions are clean and neat but there has been trouble with the water – no water for a few hours on this afternoon (Friday) and the shower in the morning was luke-warm. The Earl is also horrified by the state of the electrics in the camp. He is an electrician! Sadly maintenance is always an issue in South Africa but the beauty that surrounds us makes up for it all. I would still recommend MZNP as a destination.
It rained continuously during the night but had stopped by the time we rose this morning. By 07:50 we were packed up and on the road. Because we had heard of the dreadful potholes on the route via Colesberg we took the route via Britstown. It is no wonder our roads are being destroyed when you see how many huge trucks are driving them. It won’t be long before this route is also riddled with potholes.
Four in a rowContinuing on our scenic route
We turned off into Britstown to refuel and have breakfast. It is not easy finding a suitable establishment in these small Karoo towns but The Old Mill Coffee Shop was a winner. It was one of those delightful shabby chic places that I find so fascinating. One woman’s junk is another woman’s decor.
Call back the pastWise WordsOutdoor seating availableDon’t throw anything away – hang it on your walls!Good use of ancient stuffThe outhouse or dunny to my Australian readersOutdoor hand washing basin
After enjoying some delicious toasted sandwiches we were soon on the N10 to Mountain Zebra National Park and the trucks moving ore to the coast were still very much a part of the scene. There were more trucks than cars on the road.
But the scenery was lovely
At the gate of Mountain Zebra we filled in COVID forms, had our temperatures taken and then checked in at reception where we were warmly welcomed.
We set up camp on site 32 and 34. A lovely couple from Great Brack were between us on site 33 and it turned out that they know our sister-in-law very well. What a small world.
Rain had threatened all day so we decided to book for dinner at the restaurant. It was a tad expensive but the food was excellent. Alec and Cathy enjoyed delicious lamb shank and The Earl and I had Venison bobotie. All the meals were served with hot vegetables.
I am only posting now as I had a bit of difficulty with the internet last night. Today it is working perfectly.
It rained in the night and it was still overcast and drizzly when we awoke at Vluytjeskraal Caravan Park.
This Cape Robin was up bright and early in spite of the rainAnd the early bird in the form of a Karoo Thrush captured the worm
After enjoying a good cup of filter coffee and a rusk we decided to do the sensible thing. Who wants to cook in the rain – not us. And just before a real downpour began we walked across the footbridge to Aan-die-Oewer and had breakfast a their restaurant.
View from the deckWe were very impressed with the restaurant and the breakfast was delicious
The rain really came down in buckets after we got back to our caravans. Alec and Cathy needed to go to town to do a bit of shopping and when they returned they reported that the dirt road was really slippery!
In the afternoon we took a tour of Orania. The information centre offers mini-bus tours free of charge several times a day. The following is my version of what I learned from the trip. I also did a bit of research on the internet. Wikipedia
The little town of Orania is situated along the Orange River in The Karoo region of The Northern Cape. It is a semi-autonomous Afrikaner town and if you wish to live there you have to apply and have an interview to ensure you will adhere to their customs. Their aim is to preserve the religion, language and culture of The Afrikaner. Anybody who defines themselves as an Afrikaner and identifies with these three pillars on which the community is built may live in Orania.
This is perfectly legal in terms of the Constitution of South Africa which has a clause to ensure the right to self-determination. Non residents are not allowed to work in Orania unless they offer a skill that the residents don’t have themselves. Thus they are completely self-sufficient, have their own commercial centre and industries, including their own very successful bank, medical centre, retirement village with frail care facility, two private schools and a technical college. It is also in the process of building its own university.
Residents of Orania reject the term ‘white’ but rather refer to themselves at The Third Afrikaner, a new generation of Afrikaner who understands the principle behind self-labour. In other words they are not concerned about the old South Africa but want to build a new future for the Afrikaner built on self-governance and own territory in peace with its neighbours. There is little crime in Orania and the residents say they don’t need to lock their doors and their children can play safely outdoors. It is a fact that in most parts of South Africa, crime is a serious problem. Of course there are plenty of small towns where crime is minimal but they are not exclusive, Afrikaaner run cities.
The first human occupation of Orania took place 30 000 years ago when the San people roamed the area. In the second half of the seventeenth century European hunters, Trekkers and Griquas arrived on the scene.
In the late 19th century many farmers moved seasonally back and forth across the Orange River to find good grazing for their cattle. One such place as called Vluytjekraal and this is the farm on which present day Orania is built. Sephanus Ockert Vermeulen purchased the farm in 1882.
In 1963, the Department of Water Affairs needed to accommodate workers who were building the irrigation canals connected to Vanderkloof Dam so they established the town Vluytjeskraal on this farm. They changed its name to Orania. When the project was completed the town fell into disrepair and Water Affairs completely abandoned Orania in 1989.
Carel Boshoff, the grandson of Hendrik Vervoerd and 40 other Afrikaner families bought Orania from the Department of Water Affairs in December 1990 and in April 1991 the first 13 people moved to the town. Although they have not experienced the growth they had hoped for, the town was soon repaired and more and more people moved from all over the country to live there. Today it has a population of about 2500.
The town is now privately owned by the Vluytjeskraal Aandeleblok company according to a framework known as ‘share block’ under South African law. This means that the home-owner only owns the building in which he lives. He does not get a title deed unless he has an agricultural property. Eight people are on the board of directors of this company and they also form the Village Council. These directors then elect a chairperson who is then also the mayor of the town.
Orania’s main source of revenue comes from farming of which there are various types. There are almond and pecan orchards the latter being the most prolific. The nuts are exported all over the world. The quality of life in Orania is higher than the national average but lower than most of South Africa’s white population. Residents of Orania can use a ‘currency’ called Ora which is actually more like a voucher. If the ora is used instead of the rand, a discount will be given.
Orania’s own currency
We bought some olives, nuts and biscuits all priced in ora but we paid with a credit card!
It was interesting visiting Orania. Unfortunately I could not take photographs through the window of the vehicle as it was raining. The town was not what I expected. I imagined a walled city with houses build in a similar style with manicured gardens along straight, paved streets. Instead we found a haphazard of houses of all different and interesting styles. Some were grand and other quite simple. A few were made from straw and one even from polystyrene! The emphasis is on being green. Everybody is conservation conscious, they recycle, most have solar power or use whatever means they can to conserve resources. They look after the wildlife and environment. They are community conscious and there are things in place to help the destitute get back on their feet. Everybody has a job and everybody gives back to the community. All in Orania seems good and well but is it the right way to live? Personally I am against any kind of extremism. Personally I prefer living in a rainbow nation where I am aware of all cultures, where I can learn from others too. I like diversity. Why should we all be the same? Why can’t we live in mixed culture communities and be tolerant of each other? I don’t believe that the Afrikaner language, religion or culture are in any danger. It is very strong in South Africa and it will take a great deal to destroy it. But that’s me. If they feel the need to live exclusively then good luck to them.
It rained most of the day so in the evening we went back to Aan-die-Oewer Restaurant but this time we drove around with the car. To our surprise the restaurant was almost full but luckily we got the last unreserved table.
The service was good and the food amazing. If ever you find yourself travelling in the Northern Cape of South Africa, don’t give Orania a miss.
The past two days have been travelling days. On Monday we were sad to pack up and say goodbye to beautiful Augrabies. The Earl and I had to take Gecko 81 back to Upington for some quick fixes so did not join Cathy and Alec on a visit to Leon and Hannelie, (Gecko 113) who live nearby. Thanks for your help re our Gecko, Leon. Hope to meet up some other time.
Alec chatting to Leon and Hannelie – Photo by Cathy
We dropped the caravan off then went to do a bit of shopping and had breakfast at Dros. Our overnight stop was at Kheis Riverside Lodge and The Earl and I arrived first. Cathy and Alec were just half an hour behind us. We had two lovely shady campsites.
This is the entrance to the restaurant – our Geckos are in the background
The manageress was very friendly and accommodating. We requested dinner at the restaurant and it was opened specially for us.
Chatting to the manageressView from the terraceSunset at Kheis Riverside LodgeThey played some good South African Boere Musiek and the Earl and I could not resist getting up to dance – Thanks to Cathy for the photograph
We were up and ready to leave by nine this morning and travelled in tandem to Orania stopping at Kalahari Lodge in Kimberly. We hadn’t had breakfast but it was too late for that so we decided to have their lunch special – braaied chops, chicken wings and boerewors. A wonderful buffet of vegetables and salads were also on offer. Desserts were also included for just R99 per person! Coffee and drinks were extra. Everything served was delicious.
Kalahari Lodge KimberlyPlenty of parking for the Geckos
We had not pre-booked a campsite in Orania and first tried to get in at Aan-die-Oewer. Surprisingly it was full but the young lady at reception directed us to another park right next door. We walked across a foot-bridge and down a path to a little cottage where the manager assured us that he had some vacancies. At first he said he could not offer us sites next to each other but after we’d driven around and checked in properly we found that site four and five were empty and perfect for our needs.
Setting up campWine o’clockCathy made a delicious Tuna Salad for supperEnjoying our evening meal
More about Orania in the next episode of our Gecko adventures.