My family gave me the mandate to arrange our December holiday in 2005. Since I had recently acquired an off road vehicle, long distance travel and camping in a different place every 2 days was my choice. They were anxious but excited as we travelled more than 5000kms navigating through 8 provinces. It was truly an adventure as my journal, our pictures but mostly our memories recall. This poem was written shortly after we descended the Swartberg and camped on the outskirts of Oudtshoorn.
Narrow windy steep rocky somewhat sandy
Tis the path we see
4 by 4 with trailer in tow
4 of us with madness the theme
Some say insanity but where does it begin
Adventure is our mission
Fear is what we’re conquering
Orff inspires, Verdi challenges
1600 meters above sea level
Karoo shrubbery on one side
Luscious rolling hills on the other
Laughter mirth within us
Path becomes narrow, steeper
No side barriers to protect us
Trailer and luggage a worry
Will to survive, determination to conquer
Outdtshoorn Knysna Port Alfred Dwesa Durban Berg Home
Is our target
A cold wind blows, stronger our inner resolve
Summit reached, sardines devoured, descent beckons
We have conquered, snapshots taken
Memories filled, water drunk, thoughts shared
Emotions entangled, adrenaline pumping
What’s next Dad?
