All things wild and wonderful in the Waterberg Mountains

Upon arriving at the Hanglip Mountain Lodge I am greeted by a giraffe, well actually the bum of a giraffe who is sipping from a small pond, it’s long legs splayed awkwardly, neck craned at an impossible angle. Immediately, I decide that the giraffe will be my friend, scratch that, best friend. I unimaginatively nameContinue reading “All things wild and wonderful in the Waterberg Mountains”

Wining, weekending and losing my voice in the Western Cape

  You should be grateful that I am typing out this story as opposed to telling it because I happen to sound like a chain smoking 90-year-old prostitute (not that I really know what that sounds like) but the less said about me losing my voice the better. But yes, onto more exciting things. Who doesn’tContinue reading “Wining, weekending and losing my voice in the Western Cape”