10 Caledon Street Guest House
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A early start, car packed to the brim. Wilma as the youngest is squashed into the back, no place for a mouse! With great laughter and excitement we set off. The car shook the whole way.... From laughter! We met Josh and Jess in George and set off in convoy with ice cream cones and laughter. We could not believe our eyes.......... ...
... tiny pieces smaller
than my pinky fingernail, and it had to be placed with prongs directly under
his mouth. We also took air temperature, water temperature and pH of the ocean
and all the different tanks with the worlds’ most precarious pH probe. The
water in the tanks is all connected, so a problem in one tank can become a
problem in a fairly quick matter of time, so these measurements are done twice
... the reedbed, because it had a white rump. Whichever it was our bird guide lists it as uncommon, near-threatened and not quite even supposed to be in this area. It clouded over and there were a few spots of rain. Hurrah! I thought, and we got in the car and drove a long way down a bumpy dust road to a bird hide on a local lake called Langvlei. As is usual for bird hides in this country it was approached by a sinuous boardwalk through a reedbed. They just love their boardwalks ...
... course, what do we see playing in the ocean? One lone Cape Clawless Sea Otter, a pack of 50 dolphins, and 1 humpback whale. Apparently we were very lucky to see these as the season for whales to be around this area is supposed to be around August, not June.
We arrived on the beach and spent about 30 minutes playing around with jumping pictures, and topped it off with an ice cold beer served by who I'm pretty certain was the only queen in Nature's Valley.
... and I was left to hang until the “Spiderman” comes and attaches the wench to your harness. It was in those few minutes hanging upside down I felt the most at peace with everything. Silence had washed out any other noise and all I could hear was the sound of my own breath. All I could see was the valley leading all the way to the ocean. All the emotional excitement and adrenaline leading up to the bungee had dissolved as the warm sunlight relaxed my body ...