Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
HOGSBACK 2009
HOGSBACK 2009. My first of many Photosoc trips this year. In this photo you can clearly see the ridge of the "hogsback", after which the town is named, in the distance. Hogsback is one of the hidden wonders of South Africa and is the type of place that can be visited over and over again, bringing a new experience each time. It is inspiring, humbling, energising and renewing. A body, mind and soul experience which grabs you and doesn't want to let you go. Of all the places I have been - this one comes close to best : after home in the Midlands of course :)
Last stop was The Edge. Which literally is THE EDGE! Once again, a sheer drop down to the forests below. I had severe vertigo just looking down. You can also walk around the rocks on the left of the picture so that you have a free view of the whole valley. It is just incredible. Your eye stretches for kilometers and kilometers. We were lucky because the previous nights rain had cleared the air quite a bit so we could see a lot of detail. It saddens me to think that someone would choose to live in Joburg ; choosing to make money instead of waking up to this everyday. It is impossible to look at this view without your mouth falling open. I don't think I have said "wow" more in my whole life.
Despite the approach of winter, the flowers in Hogsback are still blooming beautifully. The whole place was covered with these little red berries. Apparently they give off an incredibly potent smell when squashed. I was too scared to try. The pink flowers are less frequent but a still striking. They are similar to the flowers which grow on the tumble weed bushes but are alot smaller. They remind me a bit of a sea anenome.
Up early to catch the sunrise. The vantage point is a sheer drop into dense forrest below. Donna is standing on the very edge here. There is a bath tub balanced between two rocks also on the very edge. Plans are underway to make it usable. Will be incredibly romantic if it eventually ends up working. Below is the bath tub.
The typical road-side sellers in Hogsback don't harrass you to buy feather dusters and brooms. Instead, wattle walking sticks and clay pigs bring in the income for the locals. As we soon realised upon entering the botanical gardens, he bravest sell magic mushrooms.... Who knows whether or not they were the real deal...
Our weekend overflowed with waterfall visits but no matter how many we saw each held its own charm. This little beauty is the upper waterfall of the Swallowtail Falls. Spectacular in its simplicity and perfect balance and surrounded by whispering trees beginning to shed their summer greens for the warms of autumn it was easy to believe that you were in fairyland.
This carving nestles on a rock facing the waterfall. I have no idea how it got there but no doubt theres some myth or other about water gods and blessings. It must have taken hours to chip away, so must have been done by a godlike person with enduring patience and strength. On another rock further towards the waterfall is the etching of a fish. The icy water stopped me from wading in to see it.
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