Cape Town & Cape Point
As you are already aware, we arrived in Cape Town via the inland route (R67) with the intention of eventually driving back towards Grahamstown via the N2, the coastal route. On Christmas Eve day, we decided to meander to Cape Point to hike the Olifantsbos trail (5 km) and also venture to see the famous lighthouse located at Cape Point. Below is a picture we shot of the Cape Point while driving there:
En route, we came across more baboons – specifically, “Chacma Baboons” – and discovered that there is a 500 rand fine if you feed any of these primates. I insisted that we stop to take yet another picture of the furry creatures, and Geza merely sighed and pulled over, again.
Well, it costs 55 rand to enter the Cape Point Conservation Area (I’m sure the only reason they conserved this area is because it’s the second most southern part of Africa, and they knew some cash would flow from this fact). We sped off to Olifantsbos (an area on the western side of Cape Point), where we commenced our 5 km hike, titled the “shipwreck hike”. There are approximately 287 shipwrecks off the coast of Cape Point. Technology just wasn’t the same back then as it is today. We saw two shipwrecks [see below], but were unfortunate in that we were not able to witness the other 285 wrecks. Of these two shipwrecks, there were no fatalities.
When the trail turned inland as part of the loop, there was very dry, bush-type flora and fauna, with these flowers littered all over the landscape: 
After Olifantsbos was completed, in about 2 hours and 15 minutes, Geza was nicknamed the “turbanator” [see left]. Why? Well, I had my billabong hat, and he had his t-shirt which he marvellously wrapped around his head to block the sun. Hot stuff.
After lunch we headed out to Cape Point to see the lighthouse [see left] that is responsible for the approximately 287 shipwrecks. We did not take the rail car up to the lighthouse like the 285,000 tourists licking ice cream cones, but hiked it. Geza said his legs were robots that were separate from his body. Although I tried to implement this theory into my physical state, it just didn’t work. Hiking uphill feels like hiking uphill, robot or not.
The view, obviously, was spectacular. Miles and miles of Atlantic Ocean, and the exciting thought that you may see a predatory fish or dolphin, or possibly a whale. Here are some of the pictures I took: 
I would like to note that we did witness a seal. We believed at the time that it was a shark, however, in hindsight; it proved to be a seal from the evidence [see below - it is located slightly above the middle]:
Diaz Point Lookout (also the lighthousekeeper's path), which led us to the newer lighthouse, that has caused who-knows how many shipwrecks. In any case, I discovered that my flashlight has more candlelight power than the original lighthouse responsible for the numerous wrecks. My flashlight has one million candlelight power, and this lighthouse only had five hundred thousand candlelight power, until it was electrified in 1936 and was boasting 10 million candlelight power (note that this is only 10 times the amount of my flashlight). I must inform you about this flashlight: Geza brought it all the way across the Atlantic from Canada from Canadian Tire (oh, Canadian Tire) for $9.99, to Johannesburg (where it spent one night), to East London, where it embarked on its first South African journey. I simply have to plug it into an electrical outlet, rather than purchasing batteries for it! It heats my toes from a distance of a meter. Now, that’s what I’m talking about! I qualify this flashlight as a quasi-lethal weapon, but shhh, don’t tell the authorities.
The pictures from the lighthouse keeper’s path are fantastic:
Today was a day that deserves a few cold beers. So I sped home with my lobster-coloured boyfriend (burned, and with sock marks too!), and my million candlelight flashlight in the boot of the car. What a great day!
En route, we came across more baboons – specifically, “Chacma Baboons” – and discovered that there is a 500 rand fine if you feed any of these primates. I insisted that we stop to take yet another picture of the furry creatures, and Geza merely sighed and pulled over, again. 
Well, it costs 55 rand to enter the Cape Point Conservation Area (I’m sure the only reason they conserved this area is because it’s the second most southern part of Africa, and they knew some cash would flow from this fact). We sped off to Olifantsbos (an area on the western side of Cape Point), where we commenced our 5 km hike, titled the “shipwreck hike”. There are approximately 287 shipwrecks off the coast of Cape Point. Technology just wasn’t the same back then as it is today. We saw two shipwrecks [see below], but were unfortunate in that we were not able to witness the other 285 wrecks. Of these two shipwrecks, there were no fatalities. 
The sea kelp which had washed up on the beach was quite the sight. There was so much of it and walking by especially kelp-dense areas produced such a pungent odour, I'd rather not spend any more time discussing this than I already have. Despite the smell, the kelp make for some good shots [see below]. 
When the trail turned inland as part of the loop, there was very dry, bush-type flora and fauna, with these flowers littered all over the landscape: After Olifantsbos was completed, in about 2 hours and 15 minutes, Geza was nicknamed the “turbanator” [see left]. Why? Well, I had my billabong hat, and he had his t-shirt which he marvellously wrapped around his head to block the sun. Hot stuff.
After lunch we headed out to Cape Point to see the lighthouse [see left] that is responsible for the approximately 287 shipwrecks. We did not take the rail car up to the lighthouse like the 285,000 tourists licking ice cream cones, but hiked it. Geza said his legs were robots that were separate from his body. Although I tried to implement this theory into my physical state, it just didn’t work. Hiking uphill feels like hiking uphill, robot or not.The view, obviously, was spectacular. Miles and miles of Atlantic Ocean, and the exciting thought that you may see a predatory fish or dolphin, or possibly a whale. Here are some of the pictures I took:
I would like to note that we did witness a seal. We believed at the time that it was a shark, however, in hindsight; it proved to be a seal from the evidence [see below - it is located slightly above the middle]:
Diaz Point Lookout (also the lighthousekeeper's path), which led us to the newer lighthouse, that has caused who-knows how many shipwrecks. In any case, I discovered that my flashlight has more candlelight power than the original lighthouse responsible for the numerous wrecks. My flashlight has one million candlelight power, and this lighthouse only had five hundred thousand candlelight power, until it was electrified in 1936 and was boasting 10 million candlelight power (note that this is only 10 times the amount of my flashlight). I must inform you about this flashlight: Geza brought it all the way across the Atlantic from Canada from Canadian Tire (oh, Canadian Tire) for $9.99, to Johannesburg (where it spent one night), to East London, where it embarked on its first South African journey. I simply have to plug it into an electrical outlet, rather than purchasing batteries for it! It heats my toes from a distance of a meter. Now, that’s what I’m talking about! I qualify this flashlight as a quasi-lethal weapon, but shhh, don’t tell the authorities.The pictures from the lighthouse keeper’s path are fantastic:
Today was a day that deserves a few cold beers. So I sped home with my lobster-coloured boyfriend (burned, and with sock marks too!), and my million candlelight flashlight in the boot of the car. What a great day!
posted by Emma at 8:53 AM
1 Comments:
Very very amusing I must say!
You two would make an extremely enjoyable reality show. Croikey! See Emma & Geza frolic the days away with their spider bites and sock tans! What crazy roundabout adventures will they get up to THIS week?
Loving it!
Keep up the great work champs!
MISS YOU!
Ness
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