We woke up at 6am and headed off to the Bloupunt Trail, a 16km 'stroll' up a 1300m mountain and back. An early start seemed prudent.
Needless to say it was a huff and a puff to get to the top and there was lots of scrambling over rocks and climbing ladders. When we reached the summit we were rewarded with a howling gale and amazing views - awesome.
The hike back down included three detours to secluded waterfalls and meadows of gorgeous 'fynbos', that's flowers to you and me. We saw dassies (the giant rats again), and klipspringers (small deer) on the way back. We saw no-one on the entire trek and even the animals were surprised to see us. For the final hour of the trek with almost every step I disturbed a frog baking on the stones and the 'plop plop' of frogs leaping into the stream as we walked by was lovely.
We finished the day at the only restaurant in town that was open eating giant steaks and drinking some of the local red.
Another beautiful day in paradise....
Click here for photos of the first week.
Needless to say it was a huff and a puff to get to the top and there was lots of scrambling over rocks and climbing ladders. When we reached the summit we were rewarded with a howling gale and amazing views - awesome.
The hike back down included three detours to secluded waterfalls and meadows of gorgeous 'fynbos', that's flowers to you and me. We saw dassies (the giant rats again), and klipspringers (small deer) on the way back. We saw no-one on the entire trek and even the animals were surprised to see us. For the final hour of the trek with almost every step I disturbed a frog baking on the stones and the 'plop plop' of frogs leaping into the stream as we walked by was lovely.
We finished the day at the only restaurant in town that was open eating giant steaks and drinking some of the local red.
Another beautiful day in paradise....
Click here for photos of the first week.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment