Hermanus is pretty in its own right
but mainly known for whale watching, which we did – as you can clearly see in this picture:
I know you can’t tell from the picture, but I swear it was doing this:
Remembered the Wine?
Well, yes, in fact we did remember the wine. And drink it, too!
Also: pies and the last muffin in the shop.
Vertigo vs. Views
Knysna is one of many places on the coast that inevitably comes with a price tag. A drive along the Garden Route is pure, shameless property porn. “This house would have gone for so many million five years ago, now it would be impossible to buy a doorknob for that amount… etc” Understandable, considering this:
I have a certain fear of heights, but the queasy feeling you get – perched on a wooden platform that doesn’t inspire a huge amount of trust when it’s the only thing separating you from the rocks many metres below – is kinda worth it for the views from the Knysna heads.
Nature's Valley
Fiona, September 1st 2008 |
Over the Mountain, to the Sea
One more dirt road across a mountain pass…
…dodging falling bits of scrap metal…
…brought us to Plettenberg Bay, where we stayed in a holiday flat with an okay view:
Plett also has stuff that has been washed away by floods. Except this time it’s a restaurant car park and the restaurant will likely be next. But not before we got a chance to have breakfast – ON THE EDGE.
