17.08 'Ladies and Gentlemen, the Drakensberg Mountains, Cathedral Peak'
Early morning, walking from the hotel towards Cathedral Peak, 7 miles distant and over a mile high. Apprehensive but in for a surprise. (Right of middle at rear.) Much later, getting closer as we admire the 'manicured' grassy slopes. Peak is right-rear. We often find ourselves in interesting situations. We remember when we were in Jindabyne, a small town in Australia, staying at a lodge. The Innkeeper, an English woman married to a local, knocked on our door saying, “It’s been a while since we’ve been to the movies. Would you mind if we went out for the evening?” Of course not. Direct inquiries to our room, we told her. Sitting on the patio late Sunday afternoon after the proprietor of the Purple Cottages had mentioned they were going fishing, seven sisters with their families (poor fish), we continued using our computers and watching for passing traffic, all of three or four cars per hour on the main road. Shortly thereafter, a man approached and wanted t...