Navigating our 7th Decade
The West Coast Flower Show Nature can be spectacular. Very often you have to get the timing right, but if you do, you are well rewarded. The West Coast National Park on the west coast of the southern tip of Africa is a case in point. Bordering the Atlantic ocean, this park is an easy 90 minute drive north of Cape Town. Every year, between July and October, if the …
Getting to Hatta Outdoor at Wadi Hub Hatta is about 135km from Dubai and it took us just over 90 mins of driving to get to the Wadi Hub on the outskirts of Hatta. Hatta is still part of the Dubai Emirate and the road between the two centres is superb. We had driven part of the same road about 7 years ago and were amazed at the transition. From …
Road Trip with a Difference After over-nighting at Augrabies Falls, we headed for Vioolsdrif on the Namibian border and went paddling down the Orange River for 3 days. Then we hit the road. Vioolsdrif to Sendlingsdrif via the Helskloof pass and Nababeep Reserve. Our destination. The Richtersveld National Park. The Nababeep Nature Reserve and Helskloof Pass Heading out from The Orange River Rafting Lodge situated on the South African side …
This year we joined the mass movement of Kiwi Baby Boomers moving south. To be fair, lots of them also crisscross the North Island, but that’s another story. Every year, like clockwork, a remarkable phenomenon occurs in New Zealand’s South Island. When the school kids head back to school and life returns to normal, but summer is still a thing, that’s when the Grey Wave becomes self evident! We noticed …
So this is the second in the series of notable haircut experiences I have had while on our travels. I plan to add to the series as we go along…..even though the amount of hair to cut is disappearing fast!! It should be noted that these haircuts do not require high tech tools or an abundance of hair cutting talent. This is because, sadly but inevitably, there is not that …
So, there I was browsing the Whitcoulls Bookshop at Auckland Airport one April afternoon waiting to board a flight to Johannesburg via Sydney, when I found a little pearl of a book. I bought it and had finished it before we’d flown far enough south to see the white ice shelf of the Antarctic. I spent the rest of the flight going back over it taking notes, running numbers and …