Her cute house.
Muedanyi and Stephen chillin’ in the living room.
Nkosi also hanging out. Both she and Muedanyi came with us for the wonderful visit.
The scary scorpion Stephen found in the back yard while braaiing.
After being treated to a wonderful lunch by Veronique she took us on a tour of her company’s endless property. Amongst the forests, elephants still roam free. I would have LOVED to see one and at the same time I’m sure I would have been scared out of my mind. I’ve been directed to read two fictional books about the Knysna forests and the people who live there. Both are by the famous South African writer Dalene Matthee. One is called “Circles in the Forest” and the other “Fieala’s Child”. I’ve read Circles in the Forest and it was wonderful. I would highly recommend that book for a good read and am currently working on Fiela’s Child.
The landscape
The Animal Life
How cute are these two?
If you look closely you can see that the dark green trees are planted just so. These are the trees the plantation plants and harvests.
Isn’t this dreamy?
This is actually from the peak of their property where there is a lookout tower.
These two brave souls went into the lookout tower. It was cold and windy and that thing was a rockin’! You could not have paid me to go up there.
Nkosi and I snugglin’ to keep warm.
Hubby and me.
It’s amazing how quickly the weather changes around here.
Veronique, our wonderful host.
Our crew.
We’re such a happy bunch.
Time to go.
We left early to make it out of the forest before it got dark. We hadn’t even been driving for 15 minutes down the dirt road before we got a flat tire. Honestly it was a blessing in disguise because if we had gotten a flat tire in the squatter camp, which was down the road, we would have been done for. Anything could have happened to us there. The squatter camp was about 10 minutes or so down the road, and it’s a very rough area. I can’t imagine what kinds of things occur in there.
The two men working on getting us back up and running. It was not an easy task for we were on a slant and when we got the car jacked up the car would roll and slip off the jack. On top of that it was soon dark and the last nut wouldn’t come off the wheel to be able to take the tire off and if you wiggled it too hard the car would come off the jack again. No worries though. While the men where hard at work, Nkosi and I, being the brave souls we are, fought off the lions and made it possible for us all to live another day!
