What this is all about...


The idea to drive, photograph and document the gravel mountain passes of the coastal region of South Africa occurred to me while driving the Prince Alfred pass early in 2012. A mountain pass is much more than a cumbersome stretch of road linking the areas on either side of a mountain. There is a "this side", which invariably differs from the "other side", as well as an "inside". Each side containing its own unique collection of marvels. Old classic farm houses, derelict but stylish bridges, missionary churches, rock formations, old toll houses from yester year giving shelter to a squatter ghost or two, succulents hiding in rocky crevices, black eagles scouting for hyraxes and much more. Hopefully there is also a charming campsite somewhere on the "other side" to erect an antenna in time for the 18h00 schedule to share the day's discoveries with the OM and YL's within reach.


The expedition started on 12 September 2012, when we left Durbanville for the Richtersveld. It is not always possible to say where we will be on what day. That is why this an expedition and not a tour.


Die idee om die bergpasse van die kusstreke van Suid-Afrika te verken, te fotografeer en te dokumenteer het ontstaan toe ek vroeg in 2012 oor die Prince Alfredpas gery het. 'n Bergpas is veel meer as 'n lastige stukkie pad wat die areas weerskante van 'n berg met mekaar verbind. Daar is 'n "hierdie kant", wat sonder uitsondering baie anders is as die "ander kant", en natuurlik ook 'n "binnekant". Elke kant bring sy kant met 'n unieke versameling interessanthede. Ou klassieke plaashuise, verlate maar stylvolle brue, sendingkerke, rotsformasies, tolhuise van eergister wat die spook of twee wat daar kom plak het teen die elemente beskerm, vetplante in rotsskeure, witkruisarende op soek na dassies, en veel meer. Hopelik ook 'n oulike kampterrein aan die "ander kant" waar ek 'n antenna kan opslaan, betyds vir die 18h00 skedule om die dag se ondekkings te deel met die OM'e en YL's binne bereik.


Die ekspedisie het op 12 September 2012 bgin toe ons Durbanville verlaat het oppad na die Richtersveld. Ons moet maar steeds sien waar ons wanneer sal wees. Dit is waarom dit 'n ekspedisie is en nie 'n toer nie.

Tuesday, 5 February 2013





A camp can also look like this. A wet day in the southern Cape "forced" me into this log cabin at the Sanparks resort near Wilderness. For my daily radio schedule I erected the 8 foot whip attached to the roof rack, taped a 20m steel wire to the tip with a weight at the other end of the wire and threw the weighted end over the tree in the picture. It worked well but the next morning I forgot about it and drove off, almost taking the tree with me.





In an effort to rectify the previous day's mishap with the camera's SD card, I retraced my steps and drove the Montague Pass again, in the opposite direction. Lovely pass full of history.

Ek moes maar weer die Montaguepas op om die vorige dag se mistykie met die kamera reg te stel. Baie mooi pas, vol geskiedenis.  





As mens amper bo-op die berg is kom jy op hierdie bewys af dat 'n "binnebraai" selfs in die ou dae amper belangriker as die huis was. Stewig gebou en bedoel om die huis te oorleef.

Close to the top of the pass is this relic showing the importance of an "indoor barbeque", even in the old days. Designed to survive the house. :-)





Nobody said you had to be creative to name a shop or a butchery. (Nasionale Pad = National Road)

From the top of Montague Pass I followed the national road east and then took the gravel turn off to the tine settlement De Vlugt where the road joins the Prince Alfred Pass. The pass was wet and  bit slippery but I met a number of sedan cars along the way. The highlight of the day was a crowned eagle that crossed the track in front of me, banking and then settled in a tree about 50 metres away. He flew off before I could take a photo. They are scarce and endangered and this was my second sighting of one in the wild. They prey on monkeys regularly and are powerful enough to take young duiker (antelope) and even bosbok (antelope).  

Now at Brenton-on-Lake campsite. Good weather. Waiting for the missus to arrive by bus at 14h00. Then we will drive the Seven Passes route to George before returning to Brenton for a pan fried Gunnard, mash and veggies. Tomorrow we hope to get close to Fort Beaufort in the real Eastern Cape. New territory for me.

1 comment:

  1. Stunning Douw, and i love the humour - enjoy!

    Boudewijn

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