Wow! A blog without a mountain—I thought we’d seen it all.

'Don't fence me in'. From a few feet, this white lion (the new South Africa?) is most intimidating.
We've never wanted a Humvee more than then.



It’s been a quiet period in which we have enjoyed rest and a wonderful time with family and
a few friends. We took the opportunity to visit the Lion Park outside Johannesburg, a quasi-game park—much
more than a zoo but a lot less than the wilds. Nevertheless, it is a taste of Africa and might be more
meaningful to those who haven’t had the pleasure of visiting this mysterious continent, more specifically,
the southern part.

We are preparing to travel to KWA-Zulu Natal, the home of the Drakensberg Mountain range.
The mountain forms a natural boundary between this country and Lesotho. Some of the hikes require that one
takes with a passport as trails cross in and out of each country at altitudes of over 10,000 feet.
South Africa has a multitude of mountains but they do not reach much higher than the Drakensberg.

Back to the park. One of the rules is to keep the windows of vehicles closed. After a fully grown white lion
approached the car on Friday, stopping two feet from Jenni’s side of the car, the regulation took on a
whole new meaning. At one stage, it appeared that this great beast was going to walk right over our
little car. We’re considering mentioning to the authorities at the park to suggest car doors be
locked, too. Grizzly bears or lions, is that our only choice with which to come face-to-face in the wilds?




'Hey, baby, hold still a minute. I think I spotted a pimple.'



'Hey Leo, see if you can catch me, you overgrown pussycat. (The little guy complex in action.)'



We don't have many relations in the Western Cape so we've become less fussy these days.



'I like my man big and ugly, fatso, so you fit the bill.'



'I never thought I'd appreciate a fence until I saw my cousins next door.'



'Come on over, son, I want to give you a big hug and inform you of the facts of life.'



'Contrary to what people may say, there are no flies on me.'





The Cango Caves revisited.



The last from the caves close to Oudtshoorn and under the Swartberge.

Cheers,

Jenni and Jeffrey