11.16 The Tugela and Mont-Aux-Sources hike (part 2)

Above the ladders, a view of Tugela Falls, the second highest in the world (2,800 feet), although a slow flow


Jenni begins the climb


Absorbing magnificent sights


Reaching the top of the first section of the chain ladder ('loved' the bend in the chain)

Part 2—the previous blog should be read first

...We decided on the former strategy, that is, rest a minute and get going. Let’s commence immediately, focusing on the climb and less on the consequences should things not go according to plan. The idea being to climb the chain ladders to the summit without over analyzing the situation.

One of the thoughts we had while halfway up the first ladder was on affirmative action. We thought it a good time to pose the question: While balancing precariously on a metal rung on a cliff face, would you feel comforted to know the engineer qualified because of sympathy toward his/her race as opposed to merit and competence? On a personal note, we’re pleased about our hip; it was replaced by a man with great ability otherwise we might forever have to rely on a ‘cane’. Thank you, Dr. Kane.


Distinguished peaks in the high 'berg


Jenni edges up—painting in the background

The experience on the ladders is remarkable. We’re sure there are many techniques to use. Don’t look down, or up or sideways but focus on the rung ahead. One-step at a time and let the ladder lead you to the top. Anyway, the latter was our strategy. Once we developed more confidence, we did look about and of course, were amazed. We also wonder at times if we are quite well but we tend to let the thought drift to the back of the mind. Upon reaching the top rung, a second ladder stands thirty feet ahead. Another thought we had at that stage was of the further ladder to negotiate followed of course, by two legs down. Perhaps the only fear we had was the movement of the ladder at times, as it does not lie flush against the cliff-wall. Would we do it again? In a heartbeat.



A side view into the sun but felt good with extra sunscreen covering

How green is my valley

Many baboons make the mountain home. We treated each other with respect and, but for one incident, things went well. We met a father and son on the trail, the Bakers, not their profession, a South African pair, the only locals met thus far on a hike. After conversing for a while at a place where baboons were climbing a sheer rock face, we parted. Within seconds, a rockslide began and fortunately, no one was hurt. However, we saw a baboon scampering away. We don’t know whether the rocks dislodged accidently or he had some issues with us. However, it was a scary few seconds. The baboon had that look on his face that made us suspicious—you know the one you see when your kid has done something naughty.


The Tugela, tucked away in the mountains, a view from just below the summit

We are at the lodge in Witsieshoek, Qwa,Qwa, the Free State, at the end of the road. The lodge, owned by the Chief Minister, is undergoing renovations; we found the accommodation a little challenging as the improvements are yet to be completed. However, its positioning is magnificent as it overlooks mountains and valleys, including the amphitheatre with the Sentinel most prominent. The temporary management, a charming couple, Erin and Vince, American and Welsh respectively, made us feel most welcome. They provided access to the office facilities where we are currently writing and working. Their daughter is nearly as cute as our grandson, Ben. We also met a young woman, Nicola, who is correcting the financial records. She too was most kind to us.



A different view of Sentinel from previous angle as shown in last missive

The road from the lodge to the parking lot is in poor condition. We decided not to use the rental car but rather, hire a shuttle to take us to the commencement point. Eziekel, not the prophet, got us there safely while we kept our excitement in check. For the ride back, Hosiel a gentleman from the old school provided us a first-class ride and interesting conversation peppered with his perceptions. Jenni often comments how much she enjoys these conversations with Africans, learning and sharing experiences. A fascinating point is that many who had the misfortune to be raised during the period of apartheid, in our opinion, still portray the behavior acquired during the period. They appear less free than the younger generation. We might submit that the danger in this society, like many others, emanates from the youth. Perhaps this is too serious and inaccurate but a visit to South Africa is never straightforward, particularly for a South African.


Part way up, Jenni takes a rest under the buttresses


Unique and beautiful look of the Drakensberg

In conclusion, many of the hikes, like this one, combined with dealings and relationships on the road and other circumstances, provide opportunity for growth, excitement and are uplifting, which we believe makes hike-about special but also, not without its challenges.

Cheers,

Jenni and Jeffrey



One more, as he reaches top of second ladder, feeling chuffed and a 'little' vain, too


Trying to view the bottom from 2,800 feet above