up
early again and walked the beach, Gloria phoned to see if I was okay
and asked me what I intend to do about Slick, said I was still
thinking about it, he did not want to get up this morning again and
barely walked at all, as long as he had us in sight he was happy to
stay with the camper. As we were heading into town to do some
shopping and find the one robot the town has, one of the ladies from
last night stopped me, she was sitting on her upstairs wooden deck,
she said some dolphins had hit town. We stopped and took the binocs
and went back on the beach to watch a school of about 15 lazily sail
by, right on the beach where the first wave turned over, almost went
right past just where we had been walking, lovely site to see nature
as it should be.
Thatch and white houses
St Francis Bay
outside Bev's place
I
tried to get all the things I still need to fix the camper but no
luck, went past a shop selling dog food and went in on the off
chance, could not believe that they had Pro Pac, the lady said they
had just opened up the shop, mum and 2 daughters, after dad died
without life insurance, where have I heard that before, and the stock
had also just arrived so I bought two bags as I have no idea when I
will find it again, had to take the mom to Checkers so I could draw
the R980 cash for them, I did not know that with Capitec I could draw
at Checkers, I was always looking for a pick 'n Pay to draw cash,
nice to know, apparently Boxer and PEP stores as well.
Headed
out of town and hit Humansdorp, first thing I saw was a Vet's sign,
then on the way out I past the SPCA and with Gloria's call this
morning, three signs in one day, I thought maybe it's the right time
to let Slick go then, I've been up and down with the idea for too
long now and I know he is tired and has lost his will to do anything
unless forced, I will see tonight. Drove into St. Francis Bay and
what a Larnie town this is all the houses are painted white with
thatch roofs, apparently when Huletts originally set this place up
they insisted on thatch and white only, but they had a devastating
fire come through here last year and now I see all new houses are
slate or tile roofs, changing of the times, the houses are still all
white though, would hate to be the paint seller in town.
This
is certainlly a rich mans paradise, nothing under a million I am sure
and more than one fancy green, well laid out golf course, and what is
amazing is that the first thing I see coming into town is the bottle
store. I think this country is built on booze, every town I have
entered has a bottle store, shebeen, pub or notice for a drinks night
or celebration with booze at it's entrance, is it that no-one can get
through a day without booze at all, no wonder the mass of men live
lives of quiet desperation, needless to say, I managed to pick up
some epoxy and maybe the correct rubber for my petrol cap at the
hardware and found a number for Bev in the loacal rag she publishers
and left a voice message.
We
found ourselves down on the confluence of the river and the sea, what
a difference to J-Bay where they had a clean smelling river and
thousands of water birds, okay maybe hundreds, but no water sports,
here the river is dirty, it smells, there are no water birds but lots
of rich mans toys, boats, barges, jet skis etc, none today in
evidence, in fact this town is like a morgue it is so silent, lots of
shuttered up places waiting for absent owners to barge into town at
holiday time, so money can clearly not buy everything it would seem..
We
then decided to go and take a look at Cape St. Francis, took the 5km
trip down the coast, oh my, what a place for the rich and richer,
clean, neat, obsessively controlled and stunningly beautiful, a long
white beach, we went right down to the tip of seal point, the
southern most tip of the mainland in this area, and had a fantastic
afternoon hiking the dunes and playing on the whitest, cleanest beach
I have seen in a long time, the water is sparkling, looks like it is
drinkable it's so clean, didn't know South Africa still had such lovely beaches.
Cape St. francis
A hike through the dunes
our beautiful afternoon at Seal Point
We
were going to park the night but the locals seem put out by our
scruffy van amongst their fancy metal monsters, so we headed back to
St Francis and was just looking in vain for the main beach to park on
when Bev called, we got together, she showed me a lovely braai sight,
not for camping of course, but it is where we will camp regardless,
Slick was bad all day and I have finally decided it's time to let him
go, so Bev arranged with her vet for me to come in with him in the
morning. I took her out for dinner to say thanks and had a glorious
hot shower at her cute two bedroom place before we left, had to leave
all the dogs in the camper while we ate at a bland Italian
restaurant, but they were cool with it.
We
hit our night time spot and parked alongside some rich dicks fancy
boat and lots of mansions on the canals, I bet my rent is less than
theirs, it was a great spot, we slept in comfort and had a great walk
in the morning watching the sun rise over the river and the empty
houses around us, I could probably have slept in one of them, I bet
the owners would never have known.
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