AFRICA TRIP
Early April 2007
To Cape Agulhas
Our last views of the vast cities of Jo'burg and Pretoria as we headed
south were the Black townships that stretch for miles along the N1.
Tin shanties, 5-metre square brick homes and some bigger houses make
up these towns – Soweto (for South West Township) being the biggest
and the most famous. And the town is now on the tourist trail – but
you wouldn't want to go there on your own – so take a tour if the idea
takes your fancy! The smog hangs over the city and the black townships
alike – smoke from the power stations, mines and petro chemical plants
as well as the cars and not so well tuned heavy diesel trucks. It was
good to get clear of the place and into the country proper.
The N1 though is probably the least scenic drive south and the coastal
route – the Garden route - is much better. Still we enjoyed the drive
through the Free State – the gently rolling plains cut up into fenced
farmlets and properties, some growing corn, others having cattle. It
wasn't until we were well passed Bloemfontein – voted
the best city to live in, in South Africa (I guess by white South Africans)
that a few rocky hills and low mountains began to appear on the horizon.
A few sheep began to also make an appearance as the country became
drier.
As we approached Gariep Dam on the Orange River and the border of
the Free State with the Eastern Cape, there were flat topped hills
and mesas all around us. Took the turn off just north of the Orange
River and headed to the Gariep Nature Reserve . Here
there's a camping/picnic ground just up from the waters off the lake
(GPS 30°35'57”S 26°32'03”E) . It was a top little spot and we were
the only campers there. As darkness settled around us, there was quite
a lightening show to the south with great bolts of lightening lighting
up the peaks and valleys on the horizon.
Next day we pushed on through Cradock and then through some rugged
mountain passes as we got closer to the coast. By then the scrub –
spiny thorn scrub – was incredible thick to the stage it would be almost
completely impossible to push your way through. This was the scrub
that saved the Addo elephants back in the early 1900's
– the last remaining herd in the Cape. By all accounts there was only
11 of them when the Addo Elephant National Park was declared. There's
a few hundred today and we saw a few as we headed towards the small
township of Addo and to meet up with Neil and Helen again.
Heading west we tried vainly to get onto the N2 without going into
Port Elizabeth but after ending up in a rubbish dump and a Black township
we gave up and drove almost into the heart of the city before turning
onto the coastal route for the drive west.
Checked out Natures Valley , which is a little enclave
tucked in amongst the high sea cliffs and small bays of this rugged
hard-to-get-to coast. It's a magic spot.
By that evening we were at Bertus' parents farm in the Little Karoo
about 10km west of the small township of Barrydale. Here it's semi
desert country but the farmers catch all the water running off the
rugged mountain range just to the south of the valley and with irrigation
the small farm Chris and Gerry run milks about 130 diary cows as well
as growing grapes, apples and pears. We hadn't seen Chris or Gerry
since Trent had been over here 12 years ago so it was fantastic to
catch up with them again. Showered with hospitality we really didn't
want to leave next day but when we did we had a supply of apples and
pears that would keep us all going for weeks!
Headed south thru Swellendam and knew by all the traffic that Easter
was just around the corner and that we were getting closer to Cape
Town. Turned south towards Cape Argulhas, the country being similar
to Eyre Peninsula in Australia; rolling hills with a limestone base
below a shallow layer of soil. It's fairly dry country but it has been
stripped of the native scrub in most parts and the area grows wheat.
Once we had passed through the small town of Bredasdorp the
country became flatter and poorer – more like dried out marine swamps
and marshy country and was mainly used for grazing.
Entered the village of Struis Bay , which stretches
along the coast in an almost continuous strip of houses that only reach
back 1km or so from the beach. There's a small shopping centre with
most facilities. The village of Auglhas continues
on right up to the boundary of the national park. There's a well stocked
general store and cafe, a pub, camping ground and a few restaurants
along the main road while the houses reach up the low ridge a km or
so back from the rocky shores of the bay.
The Cape Auglhas lighthouse is just inside the
park boundary while the dirt access road swings around and follows
the coast a km to the southern-most point – Cape Auglhas.
A short walking track leads from the carpark (GPS - 34°49' 57”S 20°00'06”E)
to the point and the small block monument that marks the actual southern-most
point. The Cape, which is the division between the Atlantic and Indian
Oceans, has a low rocky shoreline backed by flat plain covered in dune
fynbos, the flat plain extending back a few hundred metres to a low
limestone ridge.
Considering the strong southerly wind we had travelling down to the
Cape, it was surprising to find the sea with just a rolling low swell
and no white caps. There were a couple of good surf breaks out to sea
and along the eastern coast in front of the villages of Struis Bay
and Auglhas – and only a handful of surfers!
Cape Town
With an introduction to some South African four wheelers who had been
out to the Outback Challenge in Broken Hill we all ended up at Terry
and Terrence Reinders' place about 30km outside Cape Town. We enjoyed
their hospitality and the company of other four wheelers for the days
over Easter, especially Chris and Elizabeth who run their own 4WD store, R & D
Offroad in Brackenfell, in the eastern suburbs of Cape Town,
as well as Dennis who is the tech manager for the main ARB outlet in
Cape Town, 4x4 Mega World , and his wife, Evonne – it was
fantastic they made us so welcome it was almost embarrassing!
While Terrence was the four wheeler, Terry was a gun collector and
had his own rifle and pistol range so both Ron and Neil enjoyed the
hell out of talking about four wheelers as well as going down the range
and having a bit of a yippee shoot. When it came time to leave it was
a very sad time for all involved.
But what a fabulous city Cape Town is! Our third visit and this time
we even made it up to the top of Table Mountain. We picked an absolute
corker of a day to take the cable car to the top of this flat-topped
mountain that totally dominates the city and the sprawling suburbs
below it. The views of the coast and into the hinterland beyond Paarl
were fantastic! Yeah, it's on the tourist trail, but you can't miss
it!
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