Friday, October 26, 2012

Over the Mountains... 10/19/12



BEN (from his journal) - We packed up and said goodbye to Fairy Knowe Backpackers, but not without some recommendations and another delicious omelet from Paul, the owner.  We decided that as rain was predicted for the day, we would do a driving tour.  We got onto the N2 (The Garden Route) where we set out for the town of George to catch the N12 up north to the Outiniqua Mountains.  It felt as if we had entered Middle Earth, soaring mountain tops with big fluffy white clouds at their peaks.  Beautiful.  We stopped a few times as we navigated up the windy road and made it through the mountain pass.  Once over the mountains, we entered sort of a high valley in between two sets of mountain ranges which was filled with vineyards, ostrich farms, and eventually the town of Outsdhorn.  On our way there I was able to see my first zebra, or as they say here ‘zeh-brah,’ although at a great distance.  The pattern was unmistakable though.  We passed through Outsdhorn and headed for the Swartberg Pass, the second mountain range to drive through.  We drove awhile, and eventually reached the foothills of the towering Swartberg Mountains, their peaks invisible due to a bunch of rain clouds slowly moving in from the west.  The road turned to dirt and became quite vertical and windy.  It took a long time to ascend into the clouds as we looked at the lush, fertile valley below.  We stopped occasionally, but the combination of the altitude, light rain, and cold wind made us reach for our sweatshirts and get back in the car quickly.  The views were spectacular as we eventually reached the highest point (all the while taking copious amounts of pictures) and the descent began.  The geology, climate, topography, and vegetation completely changes, as the rocks turned red and the bedding became sheer and vertical.  The vegetation was more that of an arid environment.  We wound our way down on the dirt road through an enormous red-rock canyon that reminded me a lot of Zion National Park in the Southwest US.  It’s amazing that this spectacular natural wonder is just there, no advertising, no hoop-lah, just a simple dirt road into one of the most beautiful scenic landscapes I’ve ever been in.  It would put many of the US’s National Parks to shame (and completely shits on New Jersey’s Delaware Water Gap).  Anyway, we finally made it down to the tiny stream that cut through the rock to form this amazing canyon and followed it out into the Karoo Desert, the flat arid land on the northern side of the mountains.  We pulled into the small town of Prince Albert where we stopped at the Lazy Lizard for an absurdly avocado filled sandwich and chocolate milkshake.  Our waitress was a beautiful 10-12 year old African girl who Gabby immediately wanted to steal and keep.  After wrestling away the beast of maternal instinct we headed out of town and drove east, parallel with the mountains to meet back up with the major highway.  Time to conquer another mountain pass, although this one didn’t require us to climb up into the clouds; it simply followed a large riverbed all the way through another jaw-dropping canyon.  At one point we stopped at a rest stop with thatched roofs to pee and saw that there was a small trail that said ‘Waterfall’ off to the side.  We decided to go check it out, climbed a few stairs, rounded a corner, and saw a small waterfall.  We walked over to check it out and our jaws dropped as we saw the real waterfall, a casual 60m drop through a gorgeous red-rocked canyon at a rest stop.  Just another day in Africa I guess.  We marveled and took pictures.  We continued back to Outsdhorn and beyond back down the Outiniqua Pass where we were greeted with a rainbow over the mountains.  We eventually wound our way back down to sea level and the Garden Route.  It was another hour drive to Island Vibe Backpackers in Knysna.  The place was cool and we treated ourselves to our first en-suite room which was a nice luxury.  We went out to dinner at the Knysna Waterfront and had some excellent sushi before heading back to the hostel.  Knysna is a cute coastal town, but is a bit touristy.  Another amazing day in South Africa.

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