Frank and Lisa whom I met one wintry day at the Tesuque
flea market were out on a three month visit! We spent
the month of February tracing a 6000km spiral around the
eastern and southern sides of South Africa from Johannesburg
via the Kruger and Maputaland to Cape Town. After spending
two weeks in the Cape Town area and visiting Aurora, they
flew up to Namibia for a 20 day self-drive tour in the
desert. After two weeks I got a message: "We want
to stay longer, please make it 25 days".
Hearing
Lisa’s tales about her trepidation at the thought
of coming to Africa and the fears of the people at home
that pleaded with her not to go, were both a source of
amusement and concern for me. I understand those fears
as I was afraid of going to America the first time –
all those earthquakes, tornados and Los Alamos! Lisa and
I laughed over all these apprehensions while we sat at
lovely friendly lodgings with all the modern conveniences
such as air-conditioning, sipping G & Ts, watching
birds and animals in beautiful surroundings.
Pair of cheetahs sheltering from the heat of the day
Frank
and Lisa’s safari was a collage of typically South
African experiences. We visited African villages where
black entrepreneurs are managing to keep something of
the rich African traditions alive for their children,
their ancestors and us, visitors alike.
THE
KRUGER PARK
We
spent four days game driving in this huge wilderness.
We saw heaps of animals, but the highlight must have been
the huge hyena nursing her pup in the road! We were the
only ones around, which was often the case, and we approached
politely, so they hardly even looked at us and let us
watch from about 18 feet. The cub was using the storm
water drainage tunnel as a den.
Once,
at a watering hole we saw some majestic sable antelope,
warthog, an elephant staring down a rhino and a giraffe
drinking, all at the same time.
Life
at the camps was lively too, with Frank having a standoff
with an alpha Vervet monkey. A Purple-crested Turaco (
Lourie) gave us a wonderful display of its bright plumage
and even flew when I asked it to, so that we could see
the brilliant red primaries! We stayed in lovely air-conditioned
self-contained chalets with patios. I agree with Frank
that Pretoriuskop must have the best swimming pool in
the world – the one side and floor is an enormous
granite boulder that slopes into the water, and makes
a good sunbathing rock too.
Kosi
Bay is always an adventurous destination – it is
really out in the ‘bundu’ (bush or wilderness!)
with no tarmac roads. It probably won’t be that
way for long – from what we heard from people in
the area, it is next on the development list.
Left: This woman has a cooler box on her head!
She stopped to let us take the photo when she saw us.
Below: Traditional fish traps at First Lake, Kosi Bay.
We
spent 6 days visiting remote camps that were only accessible
by foot, boat or a bouncy two hour 4X4 trip. We used all
three modes of transport including a quiet morning bird
viewing canoe trip. It was 40 degrees C the day we hiked
across First Lake, so we took to 4X4 and boating after
that. We spent time speaking to many different people
in the area, and found out something of how the increase
in tourism and personal freedom in the New South Africa
is affecting people in these rural areas.
Below:
Dung beetle in action, Zululand
We
were especially interested in trying to understand the
intricacies of the lives of local entrepreneurs as well
as subsistence farmers and fishermen who are getting squished
between this massive tourism machine owned by the wealthy
and worldly, the conservation authorities and the local
chiefs. Some of the ‘Indunas’ or chiefs appear
to rule with a somewhat iron fisted grip which ironically
appears to prohibit their own people’s entrepreneurial
efforts, meanwhile outsiders are not affected and therefore
have an added advantage. We did however meet an inspirational
woman who was offering a free tourism workshop through
a no-government organisation (NGO).
Two
local women have been given permission by the conservation
authorities to lead night walks along the environmentally
sensitive turtle breeding beach. They took us on a fantastic
nocturnal turtle tour. We walked a mile or so along the
beach before coming across a Loggerhead turtle closing
up her sandy nest. We watched her heave herself back down
to the waters edge and then glide off into the dark sea.
A
few minutes later we found a group of little loggerheads
(about two inches long) making their way down the beach
towards the white foam which leads them to the relative
safety of the ocean. There were crowds of ghost crabs
out, hunting for them. The little turtles look like wind-up
toys – they don’t stop moving their flippers
for a moment! Apparently less than one percent survive.
We
turned back after this incredible sight, thinking we had
seen it all, and then found a very large track heading
right up onto the dune. This clue was left by a giant
Leatherback turtle, over 5ft long. She was in the process
of laying her big soft eggs, and was unperturbed by us
standing around behind her as she completed her laying,
buried her eggs and hid her nest by shoving heaps of sand
from side to side and 10 feet into the air! We were told
that they lay about 6 times during the four mid-summer
months. This was the second week in February, towards
the end of the season.
We
then spent two nights at Kosi Bay Forest Lodge which is
a wonderfully successful luxury lodge set in indigenous
savanna. The
land is leased from the local community and the delightful
staff members live within walking distance of the lodge.
It is beautiful, low key and tranquil with cheerful singing
and good aromas emanating from the kitchen. The luxury
tents are dotted around in amongst the surrounding trees
and plants, which were mostly undisturbed during the building.
I had a pair of Pongola squirrels chasing eachother along
the branches around my tent. One evening we sat in a bird
hide watching the birds coming and going at a little pond.
Most notable was the tiny Pygmy kingfisher with its pink,
blue and orange plumage and red bill. The en-suite bathtubs
and showers at Kosi Forest are outside in foresty ‘bomas’
(reed-walled enclosures) under the stars!
Above
right: My tent.
Above left: A bathroom boma at Kosi Forest Lodge.
Below:
A rural Zulu homestead, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa.
SIMUNYE
(si-MOON-yeah) Zulu
for ‘WE ARE ONE!’, and should be said with
much ‘Gusto!’
In
Zululand we visited Simunye, a modern traditional Zulu
village that also embraces visitors. Many of the residents
go to school and work in the local town, about ten miles
away. For many of them this means an hours hike up out
of the valley which is normal in many rural areas of SA.
Others herd the cattle and look after the crops, village
or guests.
Everybody
meets at the lip of the deep lush valley at 4pm and descend
by ox-wagon, horse back or 4WD to the little village.
The evenings are family time and all the children and
adults join in entertaining the guests with visitor rituals,
such as meeting the chief, sharing food and Zulu beer
and enjoying (and joining in) traditional music and dancing.
We
were housed in large rustic rondawels which are based
on the traditional Zulu huts with thatched roofs and ethnic
décor. The en-suite bathrooms have bath tubs big
enough to sit in, made of rocks. Everything is candlelit.
The village is well-manicured and we had the horses walking
past, a hen brooding and the cattle being put in the ‘kraal’
(corral) outside our homes that evening. Many of the people
only speak Zulu, and one could hear their soft chatter
through the grass bee-hive huts the next morning after
the village guitarist had gone around playing his wake-up
tunes.
The feeling of belonging was fantastic and I didn’t
want to leave!
Jake
entertaining some of our friends at the 'Die Strandloper'
beach restaurant's 10 course seafood braai (barbecue) on
the West Coast - we were celebrating Frank's Birthday. This
was the day after Frank & Lisa brought the house down
at Helmut's B & B in Mom's home village of Aurora. I
heard my Mom get home at 1:30am!
TABLE
MOUNTAIN We
arrived in Cape Town in March, just in time to see the
giant King Protea, Protea cynaroides and three species
of orchid bloom on top of Table Mountain! My sister, Andy
(‘A’) lead her characteristically fascinating
and barefooted tour of the summit of Table Mountain and
its unique vegetation. We watched the orange ball of the
sun disappear over the ocean’s horizon and a moment
later a bright green light appeared – the famous
‘green flash’.
MUSIC,
SEA KAYAKING & ANOTHER 'GREEN FLASH' SUNSET In
January another group from New Mexico came down to Cape
Town for a few days. I met one of them, Betty at the Travel
Bug/Railyard slide show. They joined me for an evening
picnic at an outdoor African music concert at the National
Botanical Gardens on the slopes of Table Mountain.
The
following morning we were off on a sea-kayak trip out
of Hout Bay to rocky Duiker (‘diver’) Island
to see hundreds of Cape fur seals. Seals covered the island
and the water churned with flippers, noses and tails.
There were surfing seals, sleeping seals, seals puffing
as they escorted us. A little pod of dolphins appeared
in the distance on our way back to the beach. A’s
(bare-footed) Table Top Tour ended with glasses of wine
sheltering next to a boulder in a very strong wind and
another ‘green flash’ sunset. This
fascinating group then went to a conference that was attended
by Nelson Mandela, F W De Klerk and Jacob Zuma. This was
when Mandela made international news with his critisisms
of George W. Bush re the Iraq war.I
would say Mandela’s message is “Simunye!”
– ‘WE ARE ONE’. There is no 'them',
there is only ‘all’.
Frank
& Lisa: "Did you ever see an elephant convention?"
ANOTHER
CASE OF THE TRAVEL BUG I have a third New Mexican visitor (sent by Greg at the
Travel Bug shop in Santa Fe). This time it is Loretta
who is currently in the country for 7 weeks. She is on
a 42 day safari with a group of twelve or so travellers
aboard one of the trucks run by the company I used to
work for.
Her
route is the one I described in my Travel Bug Shop ‘SLIDE
SHOW SAFARI’ at the Railyard, Santa Fe, in November
last year: up the west coast from Cape Town, through western
Namibia to Etosha, across to the Okavango and northern
Botswana, Victoria Falls, through western Zimbabwe to
Johannesburg, the Kruger Park, Swaziland, Zululand, the
Drakensberg Mountains, the Karoo, Garden route and back
to Cape Town in mid-June.
Vanessa
'Lookin' cool' at the Rasta shop, Knysna township. Lisa
soon had the juke box blasting... reggae of course! Picture
by Frank ( in mirror).
LLANDUDNO I have finally settled in Cape Town and am staying at
a lovely (bright pink!) beach cottage a stone’s
throw from my FAVOURITE beach in Cape Town. Llandudno
is ten minutes from the city, along the wild windy cliffy
coastal road on the western side of Table Mountain. The
beach is flanked by huge dramatic granite boulders, beautifully
sculptured by the wind and water and the massive waves
are popular with surfers and whales. Pictures next time....
There
is a lovely hike to the summit of ‘Little Lion’s
Head’ overlooking Llandudno and much of the peninsula.
A and I were up there watching May’s full moon rise
over the Hottentot’s Holland mountains and saw a
third green flash sunset. This is becoming a habit!
Llandudno
Beach is THE place to enjoy a sundowner (that is an alcoholic
beverage at sunset) and yes, Betty, it will be included
in my “safari guiding portfolio”! You are
all welcome!