When I think of the Midlands Meander, I think of the people who live there – a group of individuals doing what they love to do. Many of them have escaped the rat race and have chosen to immerse themselves in what makes them most happy.
For my 4oth, we escaped for a quick weekend to this little piece of paradise, Msikaba. By far, it’s one of my favourite beach destinations on the wild coast. It’s rustic and remote with no cell phone signal or electricity and not an ounce of luxury or commercialism! […]
For a day, we were 39 going on 18! It was the Amazing Race in Cape Town!
I’ve had 3 experiences of Nottingham Road Hotel. The first experience was when I was a student and the famous pub was our final destination. The second time was when we were down from Mozambique (our home at the time) and were looking for reasonably priced Midlands Meander […]
With the Fish River Canyon behind us, we drove southwards down to the Orange River. For a while, the landscape opened up with a road that went mostly straight, that cut through the desert, running parallel to Ai Ais/Richtersveld Transfrontier park. We briefly stopped for a puncture, then […]
With dust bellowing out from behind us, we raced down the D324 road through the Gondwana Park towards the Fish River Canyon. The danger of stopping on a popular route like this is that guaranteed, 6 other vehicles will be right behind you. If you stop, you’re going […]
My 30’s were exciting times. It was all about babies, bibs and dummies. The talk between friends ranged from our kid’s milestones to how to survive on minimal sleep without becoming psychotic and in our case, how to transport a year’s supply of nappies, bum cream and formula […]
Big open roads and starry night skies – that’s what I’ve been dreaming of for a while now. We were in central and northern Namibia in 2015 and it wasn’t long after we’d left that I started thinking of our next trip. Having spoken to a few people […]
I woke early this morning in search of some farm action. I was hoping for a frosty morning; blades of grass brittle and white, pockets of mist bellowing from the dam and our local fish eagle swooping in to perch on their favourite branch. But there was no […]