Posts Tagged ‘Cederberg’
Reading my journal brings me right back to where I took my first step on the Rim of Africa. As majestic as I’d like to make my first steps on the Rim of Africa, they actually had to be retraced—I’d left part of my camera case in the car and had to run back to […]
I went in search for a perch to journal from, but what I found was a landscape too radical to pen.
The straw-covered, dusty floor of the Boontjieskloof Hut reminds me of a barn, but tonight it will be home…
No perfect wilderness area could go on forever, which meant on Day 7 we walked off the beautiful trails of the Cederberg and wandered off-path into the wondrous Kouebokkeveld.
No, I never woke up to the soft sounds of a large cat outside my tent. If I could have wished it possible, I might have — once I figured out what I would do when face-to-face with a 75-lb (34kg) wild cat.
Whew – we made it through our solo journey. And we didn’t even have any run-ins with Cape Leopard, get lost, or argue until we walk off in separate ways (which would be likely to combine all my fears at once)! How?
I realized something while walking on the Rim of Africa: if you spot a unique flower out of the corner of your eye but don’t stop right then to photograph it, it’s likely you will never see it again.
Here are my favorite shots from the Cederberg, during my first week out walking the Rim of Africa.
NOTHING prepares you for witnessing the southern sky in its full glory for the first time.
Zipping open the tent door and seeing nothing but untouched grassy mountains. Drinking freezing water from the pure freshwater streams. Impressive rock formations, open skies and endless fields of flowers. This is the Cederberg, where wild lives.
Excited to be walking on the Rim of Africa, Ricardo and I continued pushing forward until we lost the sun behind the mountains and the wind kicked up.