" Every man ought to be inquisitive through every hour of his great adventure down to the day when he shall no longer cast a shadow in the sun. For if he dies without a question in his heart, what excuse is there for his continuance? " - Frank Moore Colby

seeking the snowman

In the heart of winter, and in the heart of the Western Cape, when the rain has gone and the snowflakes have fallen; its then that you'll catch a glimpse of the ever elusive snowman.if you go looking of course, and if you have the heart for it.
As you leave Wellington you head over Bains Kloof pass, built by Andrew Geddes Bain, the first man to build a road across the Limiet Mountains, the main barrier between the Cape Settlement and the interior.

A stunning winding road with crooks and turns that will leave your stomach somewhat detached, leads you past Wolsley and through another pass into Ceres.Dont go after 4 on a Sunday though, because your already detached stomach will not be be fed by the irate restaurateers at this time of day.Tourism ends at 4 o'clock after all.untill next week that is.
Suffice to say that hunger takes precedent over any snowman, and the elusive carrotnose escaped our cold clutches for the time being.untill next year that is.

Knysna

The Knysna forrest is apparently known for its mysticism and magic that has lured people to it and enchanted millions over the years.Its famous for its once great herd of Cape bush elephant.
In 1876 it was estimated that between 400 and 500 of these giants roamed the forests of Knysna. The numbers declined partly due to poaching and ivory smuggling. In 1908 when the elephants were declared royal game only 20 were counted, and today, of the original females, only one remains.

Its this one that you'll probably see passing you on doing the Knysna marathon without training, so I'm told.It came as no surprise then that I reacted with a nervous twitch as soon as any living creature of greater stature then myself passed us on the way to the finish line.I had no intention of becoming a statistic, and made sure that the lycra cladded pachyderms (large thick skinned mammal according to Encarta)stayed at a safe distance.

Brenton on sea, just a few kilometers away, is the perfect base camp for a weekend adventure, and the tranquil beauty makes one wonder what it must have looked like 200 years ago when our pachyderm friends had the same peace in this place that we now stole from them.

Ingwelala

Ons sal nog hierby uitkom..

United Arab Emirates

Seriously funny comments on our holiday to follow.watch this space.