Wild Horses Mountain Guest Lodge
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... and funky bruises on my legs now from the straps.
We made the most of the rest of our day at the hotel, using the pool, playing scrabble on the terrace and having afternoon tea (since when is qi a word?!).
We headed up to the Ampitheatre backpackers and met up with James and Hermione (our friends from med school who are doing their elective in Manguizi, near Swaziland) and went ...
... for I&A has been the peace and space to do some homework. The upside for them has been jam-making with Vera-Ann.. If you ever happen to be passing.....do stay. We went up to the hills during our stay - both to see them up close and to but a rug from one a Vera-Ann's many ladies. The area, Qua-Qua, was a Homeland - settled by large numbers of people forcibly removed from Bloemfontein 20 years ago. As the people aren't thriving, she personally employs as many as she can around ...
... sediments. (the region used to be a vast shallow depression in Gondwana which gradually filled before being buried under a small continent of lava. We took on a "moderate" hike - 10km with 500m of climb to the Gudu Falls. Alicia was a complete star and fairly skipped-up. Iain's legs seemed rather heavy to start with, but he pushed through the barrier and managed to be first to the water. The final push through richly vegetated and slimy forrest tested the resolve of ...
... johnnie from upstairs, and four girls from various flats. We had two mid/full size sedans that were well equipped for the long haul. To our delight one of the cars we rented, was not back yet, so we were treated to an upgrade; Nick was apparently now renting a Mercedes Benz. During our drive to the Drakensburg, dubbed, "the burg", we drove through tons of winding roads that snaked up and down the small mountains Souht Africa has. The hours ...
listening to Africa being Africa and feeling like Karen Blixen.
Up early. A bit chilly, but the moment the sun comes out it's so hot that the steam comes off the dew on the grass.
And then we went swimming in their own private swimming pool: