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I cannot NOT write. I think I was born with a pen (okay, today it’s a stylus) in my hand. So, wherever we go (and we travel a LOT), my diary tags along too. So does my tiny #NoFilter Canon SD 1200. And together we create a world from a unique perspective. My perspective. This blog is the world through my eyes, a bit offbeat, sometimes quirky, always different.
This Blog is for my short-attention-span friends out there … less words, more pictures. But if you like what you see, I also have full-on longer-length articles of our wayward travels elsewhere on this website.
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Posted on: 31st October 2017| By: Marielle
It’s a real tussle, isn’t it? Should you visit the Falls during high-water season (April/May) when the bongo-drum thunder penetrates to your bones but the spray is so drenching you can see absolutely nothing? Or should you be there in September when water still tumbles over but a lot of the gorge is dry —…
Posted on: 20th October 2017| By: Marielle
Gravel Road Adventures sometimes strays beyond the boundaries of the Southern African continent to explore ‘wish list’ places across the seas. And that’s what happened this year with the Iberian Peninsula ꟷ a hire car collected in Madrid, a month to play with, and a 3,500-kilometre road trip, to be exact. Spain? Love, love, love….
Posted on: 10th June 2017| By: Marielle
Is the Okavango Delta on the upper rungs of your bucket-list ladder? The catch, though, is that accommodation comes at a premium and for Southern African visitors, particularly, it’s becoming prohibitively expensive. Well … serendipitously we’ve recently discovered that the Panhandle — the long straight passage of the Kavango River before it fragments into the…
Posted on: 28th March 2017| By: Marielle
Well, actually, these days The Caprivi is called, prosaically, The Zambezi Region. The name ‘Caprivi’ has far too many colonialist hangovers. And as we know, colonialism now is a really dirty word. The term ‘Caprivi’ was once part of the long title belonging to the German Chancellor holding office in the 1890s — General Count…
Posted on: 28th February 2017| By: Marielle
I admit it. I’ve woken up a bit late to the lure of the Eastern Cape’s gorgeous beaches. Where I consider Kenton my latest best-kept secret, for years now half of South Africa has trekked up the coast every summer holiday. Well, never too late to find these great sweeps of sand so pure it…
Posted on: 15th December 2016| By: Marielle
Aah … the mystique of Sani. All its challenges … will you make it before the threat of tar spoils forever the adventure of its bumpy rocky road, S-bends tight as an Elizabethan ruff, or climbs so vertical they’d challenge even a klipspringer? Will you face the threat of rain or snow, making it treacherous…
Posted on: 19th November 2016| By: Marielle
A hill kingdom heritage tour, the Tshugulu Eco Route or Kanniedood and Khongoni 4×4 trails, Tree Canopy Boardwalk, River Confluence Lookout … there is no shortage of activities to keep you busy in this national park for a few days. It’s a place of two great rivers fusing to flow as one; where different cultures…
Posted on: 8th November 2016| By: Marielle
There is a certain mystique to animals that once were tamed but now have returned to the wild, to survive in an uncertain, changing world of heat and dust and pitiful rainfall. Southern Namibia’s feral horses are such a breed. Ranging within a 20km area near Aus, just east of the southern tip of the…
Posted on: 31st October 2016| By: Marielle
We recently did a huge off-road circle around South Africa … and a highlight was the Bastervoetpad (surrounded by snow-dusted peaks) in the Eastern Cape’s Drakensberg foothills. Oh, my, what an adventure! Slipping and sliding in slushy mud; rattling and shaking across ditches and washaways; grinding over loose stones and rocks; sliding down…
Posted on: 17th October 2016| By: Marielle
We drifted upward so subtly, so stealthily, that when next we peered over the edge of the basket, crew members were simply Morse code dashes. Gemsbok were bleached pebbles and ostriches were beetles throwing whisker-thin shadows. Beneath us was a world reduced to colours and texture: cones, wavy spines, circles, lines, all in shades…