Our last week in Cape Town was spent catching up with family and friends after the road trip, both virtually and in person! Good to be back in one place after nearly three weeks of moving around, but now that we’ve had a taste of life on the road we’re even more excited for the adventures to come.
However, we still managed to fit in some activities amongst the trips to Checkers and afternoons spent lounging by the braai.
Jamie set off to a have a go at what should have been a pleasant cycle through the local winelands but was hampered, yet again, by the famous Cape Town wind sneaking up half way through. Before starting he had been looking forward to conquering the locally infamous last hill into Durbanville (now self-christened ‘hill of death’) but the less said about how that went the better.
We also spent an amusing Saturday morning at the Meerendal Park Run. Stunning views and a scenic route through the vineyards, but it turns out they take the ‘chilling in your active wear’ trend quite seriously out here. It took us over a mile to get past all the slow walkers and we had to do some off-roading through the long grass to get past the hundreds of people who’d turned up for a morning stroll. Still good fun and quite a hilly route so not all that surprising that most people opted to walk!
Of course, we visited the vineyards for less wholesome activities than running as well and enjoyed a lazy afternoon tasting the finest wines at Ntida and Meerendal.
Frank took us on a day trip around some of the most interesting spots on the southern peninsula, including the Kommetjie lighthouse, Simonstown, a stop to check out the waters from the shark-spotting hut at Muizenberg and a delicious seafood Cape Malay curry in Fishoek.
A special treat was being able to meet up with Vicky’s Mum Caron to hike up the Platteklip Gorge to the top of Table Mountain. A hot and hilly hike which wasn’t helped by the fact that we’d had a big family braai the day before and felt somewhat weighed down by beer and steak. Somehow, though, we managed to choose the only clear day all week and so we were met with panoramic views across the Cape when we made it to the top (and some cheeky little dassies who took a shine to Caron’s rusks too).
We still managed to fit in one last mini road trip and headed off to my family’s holiday house in Yzerfontein for a long weekend.
I’ve been coming here since I was a kid and it’s my favourite place in the world. My parents have very fond memories of weekends spent out here while they were growing up and we visit every time we come to Cape Town. My grandparents had farms locally and so were one of the first to buy a house here before it became the holiday destination it is today. Our little house is situated on ‘First Street’, just a road back from the beach, and it now looks amusingly out of place amongst the huge Sandbanks style beach-manor-houses that have slowly cropped up around it.
A lovely few days spent walking on the beach, enjoying the sunset (while drinking Duckitt wine, of course) and eating fresh fish on the braai.
We also took the bikes out into the West Coast National Park for a morning and enjoyed a refreshingly flat (still hilly, but comparatively so) 24 mile spin around the Langebaan Lagoon.
Next stop, Dubai!