Sometimes we are responsible which is reassuring. Exposed to high winds just before the summit of Lion’s Head, we sat behind some boulders waiting for the storm to pass. “We are within a hair of the top, should we chance it?” We gave it nearly an hour but the patience of the wind far exceeded our's. We pushed ahead another twenty feet but returned when it appeared that blowing over the edge was not necessarily a wise option. ‘More is nog ‘n dag’ or there will be other opportunities, we sadly reflected.
Sitting behind the rocks gave us an opportunity to think and ponder the important issues of life. After carting thousands of rand to our landlord, we came up with this bright idea. After thirty-seven years of marriage, we’ve decided to move back in with Mom. This time, though, we will return with our delightful bride. Our reasoning is simple. No rent, fridge full of all the goodies Mom knows we like, … does it get any better? Two possible glitches though. We know our younger brother, Mark, is the favorite so he may have a right of first refusal. The possible knockout blow is that we have this slight suspicion that Mom might not be thrilled with the arrangement. If not, we’ll have to move off to New Zealand soon. We’ll have to see.
Lion’s Head is a wonderful hike, especially the part where chains allow one to scale the cliff edges. With the falling rain, the chains helped on the slippery rocks. The view across from Table Mountain, especially with the dark clouds, was haunting. Yesterday’s hiking trail up to Devil’s Peak was visible from the ‘lion’. It really is staggering, this western flank of Table Mountain. There are so many trails in the area that one could spend much time experiencing the many perspectives of the mountain and its surroundings. Yes. Provide a reasonable degree of security to its citizens and Cape Town is a wonderful place to be.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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