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Travel Blogs from Graskop
... We went to a pancake shop for coffee and pancakes.
We decided to head further east and to lower ground visiting the Ohrigstad Dam and Nature Reserve, a site we had seen on the way to Graskop. The weather continued to improve and this turned out to be a good choice. The only drawback was absence of any information or an on-site map. The track around the dam steadily became more overgrown and difficult to negotiate. However it was a pleasant dam with ...
it's my boys birthday today!!! and he gets a couple of presents!!!!! ostrich computer duster amongst them! Shawn cooks a lovely breakfast and we are on the road early. OMG they have destroyed this place...We thought we were driving the 'Panorama Route' but it is covered in pine trees!!!! this is no Panorama route!!!! what is not pines has been burnt! this is criminal!!!! The ...
... they consumed, a number of animals came to mind - the 'Elephant Cavern' was the least contrived. The hollow stalactites that give the place its name we're fine enough - but the explanation that this was a 4th Century alarm system stretched our credulity. The next day we had the camp-site cleared by 7am and drove through fog to Kruger, stopping-off at a couple of picturesque falls. Everyone told us, "It'll be hot in The Kruger". It's time to find ...
... and worth of plenty of happy snaps.
The cheeky clouds then came back to torment us, only this time they won, as they covered the apparently beautifully scenic 'God's Window' lookout. So what to do when you are running out of time, but to move on. Shaun and Karen one, cheeky clouds, one.
Crisp cascades were calling us again as we headed to Mac Mac Falls. We had seen our fare share of waterfalls in the past, but these falls intrigued us, as the water ...
... squad. I decided that I had acquired a potentially fatal dose of malaria if not treated appropriately. As is typical for me, I reacted badly both to Constable Knob Head and the self- diagnosis of my impending demise.
Constable Knob Head (hence to be known as Knob Head) directed me out of the line of traffic in the customs area, indicated that I should stop and then proceeded with an elaborate charade of hand gestures to which I was supposed to respond appropriately. ...
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