We climbed a steep stretch for about an hour before jogging along the side of a ravine looking down at a stream. We were in search of the Tranquility Pools. We spotted them, looked in vain for a trail, and scrambled down a hill to reach them.
The water was cold, the sun was hot, and it was an amazing way to spend an hour on a Saturday afternoon!
After our rejuvenating dip, we turned to try our luck at a route up the escarpment called "The Crack," and down the other side called "Mudslide."
The climb up was pure fun - bouldering and examining caves, plus climbing a few chain ladders. Once we got to the top, the views were simply incredible. The late-fall afternoon sun was low in the sky, grass waved across wide plains, and the Amphitheatre shone in the distance.
We were in a little bit of a rush to get to the descent, because we were a bit worried about how we'd face it and wanted to get down before dark. It turned out to be a challenge, with climbs down chains, ladders and tree roots, but we all made it down in one piece, tired, dusty, and feeling accomplished. We again got to watch the sunset as we drove back across the fields to our camp.
The next day, we drove back to Durban, checked out the beach next to the city, and tried the local cuisine: "bunny chow," curry served in a big loaf of bread before Jim and I caught a flight back to Cape Town and Straub and Heather continued north.
Young James is ready for a hike. |
Admiring the local handiwork. |
Tranquility Pools |