After the sun ran out in Cape Town, Jon and I jumped in a rented pint-sized, yet trusty, “Chev” (AKA Chevrolet) “Spark Lite”. Jon began the task of learning to drive on the left side of the street! To our delight, he was mostly a champ, with only a few minor lapses into the right side of the road, and we survived.
We spent long days in the car, driving east from Cape Town on the Garden Route, watching the scenery as we rolled by.
Our first stop was blustery Mossel Bay, where we enjoyed a delicious seafood dinner while watching the waves crash, and a lovely seaside coast walk the next morning.
We continued to sleepy Knysna, with its lagoon and stunning cliffs.
Next was glamorous Plettenberg Bay, where we had the highlight of our mini-tour: a hike along Robberg Peninsula, a nature reserve.
Here, we also stumbled upon a farm with homemade organic cheese, meat, cream, etc, and naturally Jen went nuts bought entirely too much food to eat and cart around with us. We stayed at a B&B in a nature reserve, with 360′ views of both the forest and the beach.
Jon delighted every time someone passed us and gave us the universal “thank you”: a few flashes of the emergency signals. Jen delighted every time someone called her, “MAMA.” We won’t discuss the time when Jon almost lost his wallet.
Upon the solid advice of Cameron, a UVA friend of Jon’s, we headed inland for the drive back, through some amazing mountain scenery.
We came upon an ostrich farm and Jon tried out his hand as an ostrich-jockey. Jen declined, but had a hilarious time watching two men try to hold back the poor ostrich that ran like mad when it realized that Jon was on his back.
We stayed on a beautiful farm with the nicest elderly South African/English couple that ever could be.
We drove quickly back to Capetown through some pretty mountains so that Jon could meet up with Cameron to mountain bike… unfortunately, when they got there it was pouring and had to cancel. Instead, they met up at a REALLY good brewery in town, Devil’s Peak, named after the mountain next to Table Mountain.
We head out to wild Namibia tomorrow, for sand dunes, big game, and real adventure! Can’t wait.