Month: May 2025

What a long day. I packed up early and went exploring Morgan Bay before hitting the road. A few people had mentioned a lookout point, which in my head looked like a bench on the side of a hill with a sort of nice view. It was not! In the Double Mouth nature reserve the…

Day 9 After yesterday’s crazy fun, absolutely nothing eventful happened today. Unless you count the pineapple topping I had on my pizza. I knew where I was going, there were road signs with town names and distances, I arrived at Morgan Bay with time to spare and I’m already in my tent drinking beer and…

I had an insane day today. Everyone who loves me is going to be face-palming all the way through this story. For the first time in a week I didn’t have the pressure of work or travelling, so I spent the morning sorting out my stuff and things. I’ve learnt a lot in a week…

I made sure that I had a better idea of where I was going today. Just an old school basic drawn map, but enough to get me there. “There” being Hogsback. On the way I stopped off at Nanaga Farmstall, which used to be a thatched farmstall with the best pies ever. What a disappointment!…

Aaah I feel so bad. You know how much I love my tent, but as with most relationships, if you spend too much time together under stressful circumstances, something is bound to break. My tent broke. And when it did, a little bit of me broke too. I was devastated! I can’t live without her….

Last day in the Karoo. When it was raining so hard I considered moving to another warmer spot but, when I googled, I realised I’d pretty much be leaving a beautiful oasis run by kind-hearted people who rehabilitate injured buck, to stay at a hunting lodge, for comfort. So rainy days in a tent it…

I’m back in love with my pop-up tent. It was all just a misunderstanding as it turns out. After lying in my tent all night, listening to the rain beating down, I realised at some point that I was still dry. Which meant the tent was in fact waterproof. I figured out that the moisture…

Last night I was panicking a bit because it was 5pm and I still didn’t have a place to camp for the night. The place I’d planned to stop at had closed permanently and I couldn’t find anywhere open late on a Sunday. Fortunately, Ronel from Verberg Herberg returned my call and I arrived at…

This morning, after struggling for ages to pack my tent away, I drove out of the village feeling warm and fuzzy and so happy that I’d stopped over instead of pushing through to De Rust. There was a sign saying “CBD, deli, coffee shop” which surprised me and gave me new-found respect for the hippiness…

Why am I doing this? I really don’t know. I just felt the pull of wide-open spaces and a deep need to get away into nature. It’s not about running away or trying to find myself. I don’t want to overthink it at this point in my journey. If there is a reason, I trust…