Had to take a holiday from our holiday so we drove up to Storms River Mouth about 100 Km to the east. No sooner than we had arrived, we set off on a short hike to the river mouth and then up a less traveled path that led UP to a look out point.
Next day we set off on a day hike trough the forests called the Blue Duiker trail. At one point Rose softly shouted to me: Whats that? There right on my left was a Little deer peacefully grazing, she hardly looked up as we halted to watch her slowly move away into the forest.
Writing this in the departures lounge of Cape Town Airport. As a final goodbye we’re drinking a last bottle of Cape wine and start talking to the folk at the table next to us. He is from Cape Town, she is from Rhodesia, err Zimbabwe, and they live up the road from us, sort of, in Bakersfield. Man it’s a small world.
Back home in Venice next month.