Posts by Judy
An unimaginable loveliness
There’s a hidden spot on Table Mountain at the bottom of a long green mossy gorge, where a stream tinkles down all year round. At the foot of the gorge it gathers into a pool with big flat rocks all around it.
Red jewels, blue treasure
We started our annual pilgrimage to see the red disas on a silver morning where mist floated off the sea and the day balanced on the edge of a coin between hot or cold.
Trip report: Storms River Mouth
With its setting of ocean and forest, Storms River Mouth is a little piece of heaven.
Trip report: Knysna Forest Timber Camping Decks
You can't sleep closer or deeper in the forest than these camping decks.
Trip report: Agulhas National Park
The chalets at Agulhas have beautiful views and a gorgeous soundtrack of waves and birdsong.
My father was a forester and my grandfather was a forester. I was thinking about them yesterday while I was walking in Newlands Forest after the rain.
King of the mountain
I remember once many years ago we were on holiday in Cape Town. We went up Table Mountain in the cable car and my mom pointed at the figures far below us and said: “Look children, mountain hikers!”
My new love is shimmering and flirty
I have fallen in love. Again. This time my passion goes by the name of homoglossum priori. Yes, yes, I know, not very compelling. Neither is its popular name, rooi Afrikaner. That makes me think of Eugene Terreblanche’s neck.
Grey turns to gold on a Blue Monday
It happened again this afternoon. When I looked out the window I saw a grey afternoon, clouds sweeping over the mountain and a wind that shook the pine tree next door. Not exactly inviting weather for an amble on the mountain.
Free at the top
The colours on top of the mountain are blue, bright blue and deep blue. I don’t know about you, but it’s been ages since I’ve been on the actual flat tabletop bit; the western table, if you’re looking at a map. The part where the cablecar ends and a lot of tourists walk around.