Sadly all good things come to an end and so must our time in the Western Cape as we headed up the coast through the garden route and wilderness. Gladly, wonderful things await us there too!
And so ends the tenth night.
Say goodbye to your cousin! |
Driving to Knysna via Cape Agulhas. |
Follow the red route towards Caledon, then turn off the N2 towards Bredasdorp and to Cape Agulhas before turning around and heading back to Swellendam and beyond. |
Still a bit of a breeze around |
180' panorama from Sir Lowry's Pass |
The other side of the Hottentots - you can see Sugarloaf especially |
Now in the deciduous fruit growing area |
Fruit export boxes |
Quickly the vegetation changes to wheat and sheep farming |
When you grow grain, you have to have a granary and a train line to take it away. |
Really? You look like a bug. |
Typical SA - what is this? Victorian Dutch? |
Bredasdorp ("Bruh - DAHS - dorrp") |
I promise I wasn't trying to line the "smoke" up with the chimney! |
Cape Agulhas |
South Africans are serious about their braais (barbecues). We don't build little tiny metal ones. Oh no, only brick and mortar will do! |
Cape Agulhas lighthouse |
At the southern-most tip of Africa |
Some old coral |
Thanks for the warning! |
Heading towards Swellendam |
These aloes bloom with long "redhot pokers" in the winter. |
Swellendam |
We stopped at a unique roadside cafe/shop |
This Banting diet is all the rage in SA now. Can't see how a high fat, low carb diet can be good for you! |
This was interesting to me since I have a few ancestors who were 1820 settlers |
There is a campmeeting/youth camp close to here. We used to walk up this river to the sea (yes, IN it - obviously not TOO deep) |
"high density" housing, George/Mossel bay area |
S and I stayed here at the Wilderness one night many years ago. |
See the Wilderness just past George? |
Getting close to Knysna ("NIGHS-nuh") |
Knysna heads visible |
At the heads lookout |
Looking back towards Knysna |
We stayed at a self-catering cottage. Too bad it felt a little too chilly to swim. |
Even had its own wood stove for the winter |
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