Category Archives: Travel

Rainclouds can be good high up

Harrismith is situated in the Freestate, just at the top of Van Reenens Pass. The landscape is comprised of mesas and buttes, looking very much like ginormous cakes rising out of the farmlands as supreme rocky cakes. A sponge of yellowey orange sandstone, streaked with black capped with a thick lashing of volcanic basalt. Climbing the sides of these cakes, one steep foot step at a time, affords views that will boggle your wee city-stained mind. Continue reading

Harrismith

I went climbing at Harrismith over the weekend with a friend of mine. We’re  both pretty weak at the moment so just climbed easy stuff, but man it was beautiful… Continue reading

William in Plettenberg Bay

William surfs everything all the time…

My Dad emails our mechanic about my car: Please note his response



From: Derek Fourie [mailto:derek@***.com
Sent: 21 April 2011 11:14 PM
To: jjmotors@***.net
Subject: FW: My not-so-new third hand car of awesomeness :) !!! BRING ON THE GRAVE RAMPING!!!

Hi JJ,

This “Golden Delicious” is heading your way Boet, like it or not it’s going to be on JJ’s plate for some serious Red Bull rejuvenation.

Sharp sharp Ou Boet

Oom Hond Veg  


From: JJ Motors [mailto:jjmotors@***.net]
Sent: 22 April 2011 07:43 AM
To: ’Derek Fourie’
Subject: RE: My not-so-new third hand car of awesomeness :) !!! BRING ON THE GRAVE RAMPING!!!

HELL NO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT THING IS BANNED IN KZN . THAT LOOKS LIKE SOMETHING THAT SHOULD BE ON THE FRONT COVER OF A VERY BAD , GONE WRONG , UPSIDE DOWN , WRONG WAY ARROUND F***EN BUY YOUR SCRAP FOR FREE MAGAZINE ! YOU ARE RIGHT ABOUT ONE THING , IT BELONGS IN THE METAL GRAVE RAMPING YARD – F***EN AWESOME ! CHEERS . I CAN NOT THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE TO SAY – FOK MAN . SIES ? FROM YOUR CONCERNED MACHANIC JJ .



PS PLEASE NOTE ALL THE STARS ** ARE EDITED IN BY ME…EISH!!

PPS PLEASE NOTE THAT ALL THE REFERENCE TO GRAVE RAMPING HAS TO DO WITH AN UNFORTUNATE INCIDENT INVOLVING A LEARNER DRIVER & A GRAVEYARD…AHEM

The Family Anthropologist

On Thursday last week I drove Golden Delicious from her yuppie home on the West Rand of Johannesburg down to her rightful place in the carport beneath six canoes in Hilton.

An interesting drive that was made incredibly stressful by joining the leagues of Gauteng people migrating to the coast, I did enjoy getting used to the push and pull of my new steed, while my brother talked to me about girls for almost six hours. This was between eating all ‘our’ chocolate and informing me about the knee high leather boots and Gothic Kilt he is buying in the UK. Let it be known that if anyone ever accuses me of being weird, I’d like you to chat to my brother for three minutes before you point that particular finger…but I digress. Continue reading

Cobham @ Easter time

Hannah and I went to Cobham all on our own, two nearly 29-year-olds lost in the wilds of the lower Drakensberg.

Hannah packed a sleeping bag which she believed to be of ‘sub-zero’ capabilities, which turned out to be very incorrect as when it reached 4 C she was tying towels and jackets around the exterior of the bag – and beginning to panic. It was blerrie cold. I wrapped my whole head in a scarf and actually enjoyed the claustrophobia and drops of dew that kept pooling up above my lip. Continue reading

Welcome home Golden Delicious Pimp Mobile

The N3 from PMB to DBN at 6AM

A full moon in the Transkei

 

Sometimes the nights in the Transkei can be utterly unreal. If it wasn’t for the potential of big sharks swimming around in the dark water it may have been tempting to try night surfing! For anyone who wants to know, this was taken at Mdumbi. The Transkei is perfect for getting away from the madness of city life, and you can feel very far removed from ordinary stress out here. Other kinds of stress exist of course, my buddy Dirk came away from this trip with a parasite in his gut that gave him an illness similar to dysentery! Poor guy was man down for about a month – however, I did take him to Windmills in East London for a burger before he caught his plane home, that could also give you dysentery pretty easily! On an aside, we saw a knife fight between a security guard and a beggar while we waited for our food. Good times.

 

 

A picture from some time ago

 

A winter day a long time ago on the Midlands near Groundcover, before I even went to Korea I think? Maybe June 2009. I am discovering hundreds of pictures I have forgotten about, the curse and beauty of digital photography I guess. There was just something about the strip of black burnt grass that had me happily clicking away while my Mom, Irie and Morgs sat in the car. My friends and family have learnt to be patient with me. Thank you!