The title speaks for itself. One cannot help but be fascinates by the textures evident on the shales and sandstones on the beaches of the Wild Coast. These are a few recorded during a hike on the Wild Coast Trail in 2012
Our walk on the Golf Course this morning was threatened by a slight rain shower, but fortunately we persevered and were so lucky that we did. We came across a really good patch of Orange Ring (Lactarius deliciosus) mushrooms. There were enough for us to give plenty to our neighbours and we still have sufficient for a feast at lunch time. What a win!
Yesterday, on our morning walk, we gathered wild field mushrooms and fried them in butter for lunch. Sadly, they tasted very chemical, so we ditched them and today we were obliged to just walk past the many that are still out there. We gathered pine cones for our winter fires instead. There was a thick mist around and the course looked so green and lush. A Fiery-necked Nightjar called quite close to us, thrilling us with it’s evocative song. Why golf has not resumed remains a mystery, but so does so much of what is restricting us so. We are tired of being treated like mushrooms and it is time for our government to wake up and start making some sensible decisions!!
When April started, we were in lockdown, only allowed to leave our homes for essential services and the odd bit of grocery shopping. It has been a spooky time, with new norms for everyday living, but as retired citizens, we did not find it as daunting as our grandchildren must have. Imagine being a teenager and not being able to play sport and socialise with your friends.
In order to overcome the tedium, we decided to walk every day, all within the confines of our small plot. I kept my iPhone in my pocket for most of these walks and half way through the month realised that I was probably going to achieve a significant distance. This was, indeed the case, and with around two hours of brisk walking every day, I have racked up 470 000 paces. This translates to 361 kms, something I am quite pleased with. Renee did around 300 kms as well, and some of our walking friends agreed to sponsor my walk, so I have managed to raise some cash for the hungry kids in Hermanus.
Fortunately, tomorrow we move into Level 4, which means that we will be able to walk outside the confines of our homes. I will not be trying to repeat April’s total, but look forward to seeing some new sights as we stride out! Of course, we are also getting fitter by the day – ready to fight off the C-virus should it launch an attack!
When we heard of Keith and Debby’s sad news re their having to shred their flower crop, we all felt for them, and for all the other people who have lost their income, some on a very long term basis. Then they said they were about to do their walk on the farm and we envied them!
With this in mind, Renee and I decided to go for our usual Corylus Camino. This is a daunting thought and we lie awake in trepidation – worrying about whether we will be able to make it or not. We managed to get though it, however, in around two hours and we walked over 10 kilometres in perfect conditions. It is a technical course with many sharp bends and some steep sections, but we were assailed by the melifluous songs of Starlings, Sunbirds, White-eyes, Hadedas (??!!) Bokmakeries, Egyptian Geese, and many others. The flowers were beautiful and we had some wonderful views over Kwaaiwater and across to the mountains in the distance
It was strangely quite, however, and we did not see another walker, ….and another interesting fact is that although we set out at different times, we always seemed to be walking together! The organisers were brilliant and there were many loo stops available and plenty of refreshments and water along the way if needed. There were also some near encounters on sharp bends and blind corners but we got through unscathed! It was a great experience and one that we will be repeating every day for a long while yet!!
Our morning walk attracted 13 Hurriers and, once again, we had great, cool walking weather. The Onrus coastal path is always an evocative experience as one stroll along looking at all the beautiful memorial plaques set into the concrete. They really do tell a story of the many people (and their pets) who have so enjoyed this recreation over the years.
Our walk this morning along the beach from Kleinmond, east towards the mouth of the Bot River Lagoon was attended by 9 Hurriers. We had perfect walking weather with overcast cool conditions and no wind at all. Of great interest was the proliferation of small jellyfish that have washed up on the beach. There were literally millions of them and at times walking became quite difficult. I have managed to identify them as predominantly Cape compass jelly (Chrysaora agulhensis). They are brought ashore by strong winds and tides. Although small they can give a sting that is apparently equal to a bee sting, so we were wise not to attempt swimming.
We walked exactly 13 kms in exactly 3 hours!
Eight members of he Hurriers walked the contour path above Hermanus Heights this morning. The day started off overcast, but soon got quite warm and we covered 7 km through recovering fynbos. Flowers were everywhere and it was so good to see how well the veld is returning to it’s former glory after the ravaging fire of last January.