Month: March 2025

It’s been a very strange time in Jozi for me and I’m trying to make sense of this part of my drift. I had this idea that once I arrived in JHB I’d have the time and energy to settle and reflect and decide on my next steps. I felt this was a place where…

Driving towards Johannesburg in the pouring rain, I was reflecting on my journey so far, and I was thinking that it’s been rich in nature-spirit adventures and that perhaps for a while, in the big city, it will be more about people adventures. I’d hardly finished that thought and the people adventures began! The rain…

I tried to be brave and stick it out in Meiringskloof through the stormy weather, but I folded my cards early. On my last night there, I was lying in my tent thinking about sleeping, knowing a storm was blowing in, when I heard this distant rumbling sound. It grew louder and louder and louder,…

After my wild camping adventure I found a truly beautiful campsite at Meiringskloof Nature Park, just outside of Fouriesburg. Breathtakingly beautiful! By now you’ll probably have realised that it’s seldom a direct and easy road to anywhere, and with Meiringskloof it was more of the same Google BS as before. Same but different. This time…

My wild camping night was the most peaceful yet. Although, I did hear snuffling and pawsteps, maybe hoofsteps around my tent at some point. And then I needed to step outside for that late night bathroom visit. I was so nervous about what I’d find when I opened my tent. But I had to do…

The insects chased me out of the Camdeboo National Park campsite after just one night. There were so many of them and they were an organised unit. They sounded like rain on my tent roof, and like the rain they eventually seeped their way through into my tent and formed a film of insects that…

When I set off from the Tortoven I made an epic error by turning right and heading towards Graaff Reinet and the Camdeboo National Park, instead of left, back towards nearby De Rust. Logically it was the right move, since that’s where I was headed, but I hadn’t noticed that my petrol tank was approaching…

The weather seems to be the main driving factor in deciding where I drift next. Zukes (my car, I named her) and I are just going where the wind doesn’t blow us (away) at the moment. So, to avoid 50kph winds at the coast we headed inland a bit, over the Outeniqua Pass, where the…

I wanted to write a separate blog about my Wolf Sanctuary experience because it represents a profound and timely message that this journey of mine is necessary, because of who I intrinsically am, and that I am supported in it, in so many ways. The wolf is my power animal and has made herself known…