So, on the Friday I, very reluctantly, left my beach and headed to my younger son’s home.
There is a hall near their place and every Friday evening they have a craft and food market.
That is where we went for supper.
It was different.
And very noisy.
After coffee with a sleepy son I set off at six in the morning.
I never saw False Bay because of thick mist.
So my trip started and ended with mist.
I did a half an hour stop at my daughter and then headed for the beautiful Tredoux pass.
It is, supposedly, haunted by a young girl who was murdered there many years ago.
I stopped to take pictures but I never saw her.
If I had I would have flown through the mountains.
My next stop was Ladismith where I stopped to fill the car and buy some of their cheese.
Then on to Oudtshoorn where I had another R2-00 widdle.
And then things went slightly wrong.
I missed my turn and suddenly saw a signpost saying Beaufort West.
And I knew I didn’t want to go there.
Being a woman I stopped and asked a family having coffee by the roadside if I could go on that road.
They said yes and I would come to a turnoff further on where I could get back to the Langkloof.
I drove and drove and drove.
No sign of a turnoff.
So I turned off and found a farm labourer who only spoke Afrikaans.
But he assured me there WAS a turnoff further on.
And I drove and drove and drove.
Then phoned my son and asked him to get hold of a map.
He said he would phone me back so I went a bit further.
No phone call.
Which is when I discovered there was no signal in the area.
I have always wanted to explore little places in remote areas.
And I got my wish.
I came to a little village called De Rust.
What a pretty little place.
And a very kind lady wrote down directions for me.
I had to take the Willowmore road and travel for 80kms until I saw a sign to Uniondale.
I managed to phone my son and he confirmed the directions.
I asked him how far I still had to go.
He said “Mother you don’t want to know…just drive”
The road was excellent but very, very quiet.
I passed four cars over the 8okms.
And lots of Ostriches.
Who seemed surprised to see me.
I reached Uniondale which is another very pretty little place.
And then had to go through yet another pass to reach the Langkloof.
I got home at six that evening.
And fell out of the car.
I am too damn old to drive for twelve hours.