“Help! Get them off me! Help!!” I leapt to my feet, almost splashing hot tea over myself as I thrust the mug at Richard. He was staring at me in amazement, as I swatted and flicked frantically at my legs, dancing on the spot, and squirming desperately to check the backs of my legs as…
Preamble “Hm, I’m not sure I want to tell everyone about this delightful place,” I remarked to Tuffy-Cat who was helping me to choose the photos for today’s blog(s) by climbing all over the keyboard and inadvertently (or perhaps deliberately? with cats, who knows…) clicking keystroke combinations that could’ve re-booted my computer. “If I do,…
A historical prelude When the first Europeans sailed southwards around the African continent and around the southernmost tip of South Africa at the end of the 15th century, they were searching for a sea route to India and the rest of Asia. They wanted to avoid the overland route across the Middle East, where they…
On Saturday morning, over a week ago now, we were rather keen to see more of the Cape of Good Hope Nature Reserve after the previous week’s wonderful hike to Sirkelsvlei (and, of course, to make good use of our new Wild Card). After consulting the map, we decided to tackle the slightly more strenuous…
Seeing that we were now in possession of our Wild Card, which we had bought last week, we decided to venture down to the Cape of Good Hope Nature Reserve, whose prohibitively high entrance fees (of R80 per adult) we had been most reluctant to pay. But our brand-new Wild Card entitled us to free…
Grains of Sand 