Cape Town Waterfront |
The morning dragged into an afternoon of chaotic packing. Eventually, Tom and I waved good-bye to Cape Town and began making our way through the Little Karoo. We landed up in the small town of Montague just after dark, where we roamed the empty streets, ate at a quiet restaurant and stayed over at a rather quirky B&B called Montague Rose, covered with paintings, wall-hangings and ornaments.
Tom at Ronnies Sex Shop Bar on Route 62 in the Klein Karoo. |
We woke up early and continued the drive alongside the spectacular Swartberg Mountains. We visited the world-renowned Cango Caves, where sparkling calcite stands frozen in its slow movement in dark, ancient chambers of jewels. Of course, we had ostrich steak for lunch. Then we hopped over the ever-green Outeniqua Pass, spent the night on a cliff over-looking the sea at Wilderness Bushcamp, then hugged the coastline along the Garden Route to fetch the others in Jeffrey’s Bay the next day.