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Western Cape, South Africa Road trip - March 2004 |
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![]() The Tsitsikamma coastline with ripples in the sand left by waves and wind. (Eastern Cape) We drove through the lush forests of the south coast and came out at Tsitsikamma. This was a tranquil, desolated beach where we saw only a few people here and there. We climbed to the tip of the cliff that is shown above and enjoyed the view of the ocean and miles of coastline on each side. |
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We then
drove to the Bloukrans Bridge which is the highest single span concrete
arch in Africa and the highest commercial bungee jump in the world.
We didn't jump but about a month later my parents where there and my
father bungee jumped. It is
216m high (708 feet). |
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![]() Lion country mobile accommodation That evening we found a campground in Knysna where we camped for the night. Above and below are some of the vehicles people use to camp in Africa so that you can safely camp in areas where there are lions and other critters that might want to eat you. There were however also a few tents like ours. No fear of lions getting us on this beach. |
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![]() Jane abseiling at The Heads in Knysna. (Garden Route) In Knysna we found a company that takes people Abseiling (rapelling). There was one other couple with us and two guides. We canoed ourselves across Knysna Lagoon and hiked out to The Heads. These are a set of cliffs forming a narrow mouth between the lagoon and the ocean. My parents were living in Knysna when I was born. We took turns abseiling, both backing down and face first down the cliff. Then we canoed back and started driving west along the coast. |
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![]() Steam train crossing the bay at The Heads in Knysna. (Garden Route) We drove past
George, where I was born and on to Mossel Bay and finally found a place to
camp in some little town between Heidelberg and Swellendam. The town
had only one food market and a gas station and a train track running
through it. The place had high, razor wire tipped fences all the way
around it. The next morning Robert spent what seemed like hours
throwing a ball for two energetic little Jack Russells and a stupid
Golden Retriever while I did some washing. Then we drove on to the most southerly tip of
Africa.
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