Departure from Glengarry on May 2nd was delayed for half an hour for some essential surgery on the tow bar – thank God for Revel and his magic grinder.
Breakfast at Mooi River and a leisurely trip across to Greytown and 32 km thereafter to “Tot Hier Toe”, about 4 k from Kranskop. This little park has facilities for 9 vans and a few campsites all with electricity. It is on the farm, “Clarkstone”, owned by “Doppies” and Christa Lubbe. The park is beautifully lawned and set on a narrow dam which stretches for just over a kilometer. Boating and Bass and Carp fishing are all thrown in. The Ablutes are basic but clean, with plenty of hot water and niceties such as curtains, fresh flowers and bath mats.
Tot Heir Toe
The price for all this ….. Rand 30 per day per site for up to six people! More money for Hankeys !!!!!! ( and tea!)
Our Crocoduc, named “Misafi II” (All Swahili linguists will remember that this means “Never pee into the wind – especially a second time”), is behaving very well. The Outboard however is causing a few problems, and needs a little TLC. Jean supplied excellent auxiliary power, and Sean has managed to catch one Bass – slightly larger than the fly used to catch it.
Today, May 4th, we went into Greytown and did the cultural bit. We visited the local Museum, and it was honestly quite fascinating. The curator (or for pedantic feminists, curatrix), Pauline Crowe showed us around an old house packed with interest and history from dancing slippers to the Bambata Rebellion – and also an intriguing story about a governess employed for a young Afrikaans Meisie who turned out to be a man in drag and involved in IDB (Could this have been P.D.Uys’s Oupa?). Seriously though, Greytown is less than 2 hours from Durbs and this Museum is well worth visiting.
This afternoon we went up to the “Kop” of Kranskop, which is only a few Kms from here. The view is awe inspiring. To the right you can see the Indian Ocean, below you have the undulating Tugela river, and all around you have maningi hills and even more maningi kraals way down in the valleys. Eagles flew below us and yet the odd domestic sounds would waft up. As we stood looking down on all this, a family crested the top. The father carried a small baby and he was followed by his wife and a toddler of maybe 3 or 4. They had strolled up from the bottom of the valley — about 3 thousand feet (Must have missed the bus)
Kranskop
We’ll stay here for a few more days and then probably head for St. Lucia. Watch this space,,,,