Hi, this is cool, I unexpectedly find myself at the office with time on my hands, because the office computer crashed (NOT cool) and while it is being fixed, the computer guy is tapping away on keys, and needs to ask me the odd question, so I can blog!
And I must start by saying THANKS to Janet and CJ, who have both nominated me for a thinking bloggers award :). I am deeply touched and very chuffed. I would love to accept, but need some time to think about the 5 I want to nominate (really hard to get it down to 5!)
When i went onto the site for the award (here) and started surfing, i found some interesting articles and interaction about the whole thing, including a thought provoking discussion on what constitutes a thinking blogger (here.)
One of the sites I hopped onto had a discussion about blog spam in the comments. Having received one yesterday, it is a hot topic for me right now, this is what i wrote in the comments there.....
'In South Africa, as well as around the world, mass action has been an effective tool for change. Just as memes like Thinking Blogger Awards can start small, and snowball around the blogging world amazingly fast, so could a similar setup to expose spammers, and boycott their products. If the company or link is listed and publicised, and bloggers agree to actively boycott any such supplier, and pass on the list to as many of their contacts as possible, wouldn’t that hit spammers in the pocket, which is the only place they seem to hurt?'..................
So please do not support sam or his western decor, or follow his link!
African Travels #?...the rest of the Garden Route, and on to Capetown.
How about a quick trip to Capetown? And those of you who know me by now are already laughing and thinking "Quick, who are you kidding?" because we all know I tend to get a TINY bit carried away....
I am NEUROTIC about travelling over the holidays here, and usually try to avoid it at all costs. (The death toll on our roads is higher over 1 long weekend than in the whole of Australia in a whole year!) However our nephew was getting married in Capetown, and we couldn't miss that, so we had to travel over the Easter weekend.
We decided to minimise the madness by leaving at 4am on Good Friday, when hopefully the worst of the Thursday rush would be over, and the Friday drivers would still be in bed! Well, it wasn't a bad theory really, the roads were still busy, but not bumper to bumper. The kids and Ethan were coming too, but we wanted to come back a day later, so they went in the by now famous bloublitz, and we went in Babe who is Max's bakkie (which is S.A.- speak for van or light delivery vehicle.)
It was dark when we left and as you can see, it was raining, and driving conditions needed some pretty good concentration. But we made a point of stopping regularly to recharge our tired brains and fill up on coffee, so it was fun. The first stop was before sunrise, in Humansdorp , where we met Ian and C to give them their wetsuits.They were having a treat and spending the weekend at the Port Hotel in St Francis. After that, Ethan was sleeping like an angel, so we went straight through for breakfast with family in Knysna, (which you can read more about here)
We then continued onto the second half of the garden route, which I promised at that time to show you. But as it was bucketting with rain, and the roads were too busy for us to keep pulling over for photos, we just took a few passing snaps through wet windows, so please excuse the tatty shots, although I must confess i enjoy the atmosphere in some of them more than picture perfect shots!
leaving Knysna, here is a view of the famous heads, which is the mouth of the lagoon, and the narrow guage railway bridge.
And again the 3rd world/1st world dimension which makes life in South Africa so fascinating, here are Zimbabwean roadside vendors selling carvings on the side of the road as you leave Knysna.
You then travel through what is known as our lake district, past a string of lakes, each unique and lovely. Sadly the photos were terrible so we will just have to go back there one day when conditions are friendlier!
You pass through the little village of Sedgefield, full of holiday homes and paragliders.
and then through the little town of Wilderness, whose dubious claim to fame is that our last Apartheid State President, PW Botha, who was an evil little man who loved draconian leadership, died there recently.
(He was much loved as a target of political satirists and cartoonists, because his rather full lips, mean little eyes and self-righteously wagging finger were easy prey to their parodies!)
It boasts some amazing beaches, although this was perhaps not the BEST beach weather!!!
As you leave Wilderness, you go straight into the Kaaimans Pass, which is a steeply winding road and was washed away last year in the August floods. It caused huge chaos in our road transport system, as trucks and cars were unable to travel between George and Knysna for a while. This is the railway line that was also damaged, and the very picturesque narrow guage Outeniqua tjoe choo now has to go to Mossel bay instead of Knysna. As you can see, extensive repairs are still under way.
We bypassed George, but when i blog the return trip, we will visit the railway museum there.
By this time Ethan (2 and a half) was becoming lively to put it mildly, so we made our next stop before Mossel Bay, at the Great Brak River. We decided to feed him up really well and hope it would make him sleepy, while we had a delicious breakfast, he was entranced by a family of tame little wagtails that wandered amongst the tables. (PS it worked, as we left, he was fast asleep!!)
The road bypasses the major town of Mossel Bay but you can see all the storage tanks on the outskirts. Mossel Bay sprang to prominence during the Apartheid years, when the world was applying pressure with trade sanctions, and the Government realised we needed to be self sufficient in essential commodities. Natural gas was discovered offshore near Mossel bay, and although the deposit would not normally have been considered economically viable, because of the sanctions, it was developed, and Mossel Bay attained strategic significance.
The Mossgas plant is near the town, it is usually a blight on the lovely scenery, but i must admit in these conditons it took on a sort of ghostly beauty!
After Mossel Bay you pass through a string of pretty little towns, all about 30-50 km apart, and with mountains to the North of them.
The closer you get to the winter rainfall region of Capetown, the drier the land looks, despite the rain that day. These are the rolling wheatlands near Caledon
Then you go through a pass, and once again it changes, to an area of olive groves and fruit farms.
Our favourite roadside stop is along here, a wonderful place in Grabouw called the orchard, with a Dutch Bakery TO DIE FOR, home made jams etc, fruit, gifts, a winery, art gallery, and as far as Ethan was concerned, the best was the swing, even though the wind was howling and it was fairly cold!
You then go up a hectic mountain pass (Sir Lowrey's Pass) and the view from the top is spectacular, you see the Cape Peninsular and False Bay lying below.
From here you get down to the flat area through Somerset West, and then you get onto what locals refer to (with good reason) as "the Hell run".
The views from the top are so spectacular, here is the bay, the greenpoint stadium with the infamous Robben Island ( home for many years to Nelson Mandela) in the background, the famous V&A Waterfront, and another shot of Robben Island (click to see it bigger, there is a yacht on its way there!)
The sun went down over the Atlantic after a perfect day....