Transkei / Morgan’s Bay

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Queen of Hearts                                                                  12 August 2017


Part 2 – Mozambique / Transkei / Morgan’s Bay

Wow! We are driving away from spending a super interesting night at our friend, Louis Magwa.

Louis lives in Transkei, about a kilometre from the magnificent Magwa Falls

What a feeling of pure serenity!

Louis has been carving his own eccentric way of life here for the last 10 years. He is a man full of character, amazing manners…a brave and lovely man, bursting with interesting new ideas.

He has even brought his Mother to live with him about a year and a half ago. For anyone, it was clear to see how much they adore each other and this blessed my heart.

The two of them live in his huge rondavel. This is an extra-ordinary rondavel, as he build it so as to meet all their needs.  He even has his leather works machinery inside as well as a top floor build with mezanine.  The inside feel of their home is very inviting, calm and peaceful.

This morning he took us for a sightseeing tour where we came to understand why anybody would want to live here. The spectacular views and history of this part of the world is absolutely amazing.



As we wound our way out of a huge forest on the dusty roads of Transkei, we reminisced on our evening well spend around a fire.

Our food were a huge pot filled with an array of fresh vegetables. Delicious!

We were welcomed to stay in another rondavel and loved it.

There were also a third rondavel with six beds as he often have volunteers stay over.

The fact that he has two rivers (or one might be a fountain) that feeds his property with water helps a lot.

Before we left, Louis also showed us his amazing invention which  is a rocket stove. I really hope that this will cotton on as it is very effective.  If you would like to contact him regarding this…0832685611.


We stopped off at the Magwa Falls for a quick view…


Today, we are on our way to Qolora after a lovely week spend with Tobie and Charmaine. (later more about this amazing piece of heaven)

We met Tobie and Charmaine at Mozamboogie and they invited us to come and stay with them at their holiday home in Morgans Bay for a visit. They are absolutely awesome people and so we did.

We have never been to Morgan’s Bay and ended up staying for a week. We were only going to stay for a few days, but we were going to Coffee Bay next and the weather predicted heavy rains. We were superblessed with our stay at Tobie and Charmaine who spoiled us so much that it was hard to leave.

B and Tobie…

B says that we achieved our ‘PHD in Nothingness’… we became one with ourselves…pulled ourselves toward ourselves…we really just lazed around…and had fun…


Martin, our travel buddie /  long-time friend as well as our Massuese, did a bit of work, as both Tobie and Charmaine had become aware of Martin’s magical hands. Martin had his hands full (pardon the pun), with quite a few massages.

I also did my part in thanking them for their generosity with my very own



Chi-Chi reminded us of how much we ate. She had a lot to do with it as she loves making food and does it so well.  She is a vegan and loves creating healthier options…her brand name being ‘Raw-Chi’…lovit!  My personal favorite being seaweed chips which she harvests herself…so a love process from beginning to the end product…and you can taste the love!

Back to Morgan’s Bay…

The absolutely beautiful view complete with bird life kept us captivated. The beautiful song of the fish eagle;  gliding in front of us, catching fish…when we looked carefully, we could even see where their nest were.






Hummmingbirds, heron and various other birds song rang in our ears all day long and we kept the binoculours close. Nonnie (in the photo below) of course were my favourite.







We canoed and could even access the beach, which we did.

When the weather were really cold and wet, we watched movies in front of the fire or played scrabble. Their doggie, Vlooi was also to be kept busy with a bit of ball play.

Tobie drove us through the town of Morgan’s Bay and Keimond. We visited some of their friends, Billy and Annemarie next to the Kei River. They are lovely people and we were blessed with avo and coffee trees.

After our welcoming stay with Tobie and Charmaine, we are on the pond on our way to Qolora for an overnight stay…




So…Qolora did not work out for us as they could not confirm our overnight stay and we decided to move on to Coffee Bay.






On our way we passed this amazing sculpture alongside the road, carved from a tree stump.


We slept that evening at the Kings Cottage of Coffee Shack. This is their biggest cottage as it has 2 double rooms with kitchen and bathroom as well as an upstairs loft area with more beds. Chi-Chi loved the decor and I even remember being there when our friend, Cindy van Schalkwyk, was busy working on the tiling of the murals.

The staff there remembers us well as we have visited many times over the years. Coffee Shack is definitely our favourite as we have so many awesome memories here. Friendships for life has been solidly forged here. Continental friends made.

Next day we went to visit our friends who lives close to the Maphusi cliffs. While driving to Nadine and Johan, we could not help but stop in awe of the splendorous views. We walked to the cliff overhanging onto the vast sea below. As we were standing there captivated by this view, it got even better…we first saw one turtle swimming in the waves. As our eyes fixed on it, we became aware of three other… four turtles riding the waves. We felt superblessed with nature…as we always are when we take time to appreciate… We were superblessed even more as our eyes feasted on a whale and some dolphins…all of this happening just because we stopped to appreciate…Gratitude.

Nadine and Johan has acquired a piece of land and have build two rondavels to live in. They are a lovely family, complete with a healthy baby boy, Benji.

Working hard to achieve a peaceful, pure life and enjoying every minute of it. Nadine use to live and work in Cape Town. Rat race got her down and I love the conscious awareness happening…as if most nowadays are seeking a purer life, growing our own food and in this process living in symbiosis with and honouring our earth.

B said that he got the feeling of back in the day…the wild west frontier…where you aquire a piece of land, arrive…and now you have to cope…get water on the land to start building a home for your loved ones and growing some food. Johan and his buddie also spearfish for food in the ocean.

A few metres from Johan and Nadine, lives an Israeli, who we met. He shared with Martin, that he swims out into the ocean for about 15 minutes, shoots good sized fish and then swims back…hardcore… then barter transactions take place, depending on what the other man have to offer.

Everybody eats and everybody helps each other…this is community!

What a magical visit this was to connect again with her and now also with her beautiful family. So much gratitude for this awesome experience.


Back in Coffee Bay, we saw on social media that our friends, Christie and Marius, were also in the area. Christie arranged a surprise breakfast for the next morning with us as Marius did not know that we were there.

We walked into our friend, Karl of tribalrhytms.

After our breakfast the next day, Karl took us all on our next adventure to the opposite hill of Mdumbi at the mouth…Ethuleni is the area. Situated here is ‘Freedomoclock Backpackers’. What an experience this was..WOW!

Freedomoclock is the home of Otto and Lu with their confident little girl of six. They are lovely and we were very blessed. The accomodation is well recommended.

Camping can also be arranged, which Martin and Chi-Chi opted for.

Marius and Christie said their goodbyes, but we would meet up again soon for an adventure in Hogsback.

I loved all the beautiful signs everywhere. Chi-Chi loved the incredible invention of an amazing rocket shower.

Lu and Otto have worked very hard to establish this haven of tranquility. Everything just works well together, the kitchen and buildings and finishes…

We had a delicious seafood meal…oysters and crayfish, which the locals supply fresher than fresh and so cheap; white wine and lovely conversations as Johan and Nadine also came to join us for a few hours.

The sunset was unbelievably spectacular as we had uninterrupted views over the mouth and beach.

The sunrise the next morning after a good nights rest, was even more remarkable. We woke up with the crowing of roosters. All the amazing sounds of abundant nature…

We could not help but to put on our coats as it was still very early and quite chilly…B and I took a walk down to the beach. The more we walked the fresher we felt, as if the air was filled with healthier oxygen and with every breath we felt invigorated.

We came to a stunning tree and being very silly started with a photoshoot in and around this.

Then we saw Martin and Chi-Chi who was also on the beach. They joined in our photoshoot before we walked on the beach. We did yoga stretches and headstands…feeling healthy and vibrant.





It was a perfect morning, but as we were walking back, the wind started up with a speed. We could  not believe how quickly it could became so windy.  I picked up a small planter pot which blew into the middle of the road with something inside. At first I wanted to just take the planter pot to Lu and Otto, but my intuition made me keep the little something inside as well. When I gave it to them, they were amazed as it were their own, complete with lemon seed still inside.

After our walk, the locals deemed us special enough to take us for a day out to a secret place…which was on the beach and absolutely lovely. Martin and Chi-Chi opted for a long beachwalk to the secret spot.

As we were driving, we passed a wide river and Karl, who was driving with us, told us about a day when he was in his rubberduck on the river and were blessed with a scene of a Fish Eagle catching a fish right in front of him…these definitely is the moments in our lives which is most memorable.

After being cajoled to have another meal,we drove away fairly late…we would spend the evening at Mdumbi backpackers, which is just on the opposite hill as the crow flies, but quite the drive around…

We found Mdumbi in the dark and after we settled in…here the staff also knew us…we decided to have a bath. A ‘donkey’ (also a rocket type stove) has to be fired up first and after waiting quite some time, we had an awesome bath…

…after this we slept like logs…

The next morning was quite windy and cold, so we opted to not have a walk down to the beach, but rather have breakfast indoors.Martin and Chi-Chi on the other hand braved the outdoors and were rewarded with sightings of many dolphins swimming and jumping with the surfers. On their morning hike, they were also accompanied by Eco, the same dog living at Mdumbi for many years.

We left enroute to Hogsback…for another adventure…but first we had to show Martin and Chi-Chi the hole in the wall…just a quick drive past…as the wind were still howling…

Christie and Marius decided to join us for a Hogsback mission. They are an amazing couple. They have a very interesting business named Share a Villa.  Accommodation for single professionals in Cape Town.  Contact Christie at +27609800339.


Hogsback was the coldest with snow on the mountains and frost in the stunning gardens of The Edge, where we stayed…

We arrived with rain actually turning into frost. We went to eat in their cosy restaurant, warming ourselves in front of the fire and only opting to sit at the table when our food was already placed. Be sure to try their Dark chocolate drink…lipsmacking…

The Edge is situated, yeah, you guessed it… right on the edge of a mountain peak overlooking a valley. There are houses to rent, but we would rather do this in summer time when the view will value the cost. For now we are renting a little house with fireplace where four of us can stay.

We did try some walks to the edge, but it was too cold for me, as I have been there before in the summer. Martin and Chi-Chi were blessed to see a magnificent Crown eagle in the Arbirithium when they braved the cold for this walk.

I am always looking for a better price on essential oils, for my perfume Alexia and we decided to check out Amathole. We found the owner, Ian, who shared so much with us. Martin also found him very knowledgeable. He will be having some workshops on oil extracting that I am interested in.

We all went for a walk in the Botanical Gardens later and the most amazing big old Redwoods towered over the other trees.





Afterwards we had a absolutely delicious lunch at the Butterfly Bistro  where we could order vegan food as well.

Chi-Chi (+27834194658) is vegan and she makes her own range of food – seaweed chips, which she harvest herself, (I am so impressed), seed crackers, vegan pesto, sauerkraut, chi bars which is an amazing substitute for chocolate (it is a superfood bar), dehydrated veg patties, vegan chocolates… She sells these at the Vegan Goods Market in Plumstead, Cape Town which is on the first Saturday of each month…and Midweek market in Plett.

While we chattered on the recorder, we drove through the little town of Alice.  Click on the blue, as I just had to research and see what it is about…

We do get around hey…

We are on our way to Port Elizabeth and will be stopping for lunch with our friends at the well known Nanaga farmstall…

We had an exciting stop to make at the most awesome Salt Restaurant in Port Elizabeth.  Martin had a meeting for the upcoming Wildeburn.  We also join in on the meeting as we are avid Burners(more about what happened at the Wildeburn in a next post)

After a very good meeting we were ready to head home to Sedgefield as our friends, Marius and Christie were waiting for us and were going to stay with us for the night.

Next day the fun continued in our own backyard…


…What a trip…feeling Superblessed with Gratitude…











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1 December 2017

It was a week before my 50th birthday on the 24th of July that this sweat lodge experience came to me.

I am always joking about my birthdate 24/7… because, this is exactly like I used to work…

March 2016 I became very sick and needed to get to grips with it. (read more about sickness clicking on the blue sick)

So, on my healing conquest I became more aware of how emotional and physical health are linked. This made so much sense after not dealing with challenges for a long time. By not dealing with emotional challenges, it will manifest into sickness.

The fact that I would be 50 and have hormones out of whack, also encouraged the disease of course.

After so much time has passed, I now believe firmly that being sick guided me to get to the root of the challenges…

So…on such a note, speaking of this guidance, brings me to Pachamama retreat.

It was Saturday the 8th of July on my Mother in law’s birthday. My son Juan, his girlfriend Katja and I were celebrating with Mom for her birthday with a breakfast at our world famous Saturday Market.

A friend of Juan and Katja, Chris, walked by and we were introduced.  He proceeded to tell us about the Sweat lodge happening the next day. I have always been intriqued with the idea of doing something like this, but have never before felt such an urgency to participate as I did then.  I do believe this was the moment I made my mind up to do it…

Katja and Juan also felt like going the next day and it was settled.

As it turned out, it started to rain lightly in the night which was truly a blessing as this was the first rain after the terrible raging fires in Knysna and surrounds.

The next day found me enjoying lying in bed as it was cold and raining.

Everyone cancelled the trip as it was an apparent 35 minute drive into the forest to get to Pachamama. This does not sound too far, but my vehicle to travel there was a tiny Chevy Spark, left to us by my Mother who died December. Also I have never been there and did not have the faintest idea how to get there.

So, I stayed in bed enjoying watching the light misty rain fall and toying with the abandonement of an idea to get up and go SWEAT…

Once again, I felt an inexplicable urge to do the sweat and made the decision to get up and go.

I had to visit the petrol station before such a drive, as the Chevy these days wanted more oil (5th litre for the week) than petrol. At the petrol station, Petrus, who have been working there since I can remember, was surprised to find me at the wheel. He only found out then that my Mother had died in December.

I do believe that the way in which my Mom died had a huge impact on me and probably this had to do with the urge I felt of going to the sweat.

In her last days, my Mother’s body was in a unceasing spasm. She could not move and had to be turned every two hours. She also had to be changed regularly as she had to wear nappies.

I was blessed to find space with The Living Cornerstone just around the corner from me, a 24 hour care facility. We were super blessed that this state of being lasted only three weeks before she left us. If you knew my Mom, you would know that she was very independent. She would not have wanted this state of being one bit. I was thankful for those last three weeks as I am an only child and we did not have the best relationship. It was healing to be at her side for most of the time.

Here I want to add that just last night, I found the note that came with two handkerchiefs gifted to me, during this time by my Mom’s side. It was gifted by Annemarie and Johan. These are the parents of our friends, Fanie, Christo and Joe Moller. We can always be sure of parental guidance from these two wise humans as they love reading and researching and thus share a wealth of knowledge. I am filled with gratitude to have them on our life journey.

As I believe that I was in perfect flow, the message for directions from Chris came through on my phone…at least now I knew kinda where I had to go.

It was an adventurous drive for sure, driving into the forrest passing farms with cows grazing in the fields. Just that morning, I saw a video about cows and it felt as if everything happening was connecting dots on my journey. At one point I stopped next to the cows and walked over to the fence, locking eyes with them. It was an awesome feeling of connectivity…

It felt as if I was in a foreign country going to a sweat lodge, but here it was offered to me right in my backyard, so to speak…

…superblessed indeed…

Onwards I drove and got there just on time.

There was no time for me to change as it started raining. I stripped down to my lingerie in a dorm and luckily had my scarf to cover up with until we were inside the darkness of the very low hut.  Nothing mattered at all as I felt as if I was absolutely at the right place and at the right time.

We walked pass a fire filled with big glaring red stones which were obviously readied for us for a while.

The hut was small and we had to crawl in through a tiny opening. I counted nine people. We were told to sit in a circle and settled in.

Then the fire glaring red stones were brought and carefully placed in the middle of our circle. As each stone were brought in, a chant was heard …”Welcome Grandmother”…and this chant continued after every fiery hot stone…”Welcome Grandmother”

Nixiwaka said that he wanted nine stones, but only seven were able to fit the small firespace and then…the flap of the hut were closed and we sat in pitch darkness with only the glaring of the fire…water was added and a lot of steam were forming in the small space…

It was the strangest feeling and totally out of my comfort zone as I am claustrophobic.

But alas, it was not my own urgent voice which rang out; it was two of the men that pleaded to leave the hut immediately.

They were told that if they left, they would not be able to join in again. This made my decision clear to suck it up and stick it out.

I have come this far with the adventure…and again I felt an overwhelming sense of being at the right place at the right time.  I had to smile nervously, as I sensed a confirmation because of the two people leaving, as now we were seven and seven has always been a profound number for me. Not only is it widely considered to be the perfect number, but my first relationship as a teenager lasted until it’s seventh year, my first marriage lasted seven years, my first business…yes, seven years when I sold it…my second business exactly the same…

Now I fully believed that I was at the right place…at the right time…

Nixiwaka started a guided meditation with his melodious voice… chackra number one (red) was confronted, cleansed, cleared of any bad energy, surrounding it in soft healing light and then only moving on to the next chackra.

This felt so amazing and I could feel my body and mind responding well…the next chackra (orange) was addressed and lovingly cleansed and healed… all the while the water was poured on the stones…and steam was enveloping us…

I was sweating profusely by this time, but it did not matter at all…I felt giddy with expectation…

Chackra number three (yellow) was up and here was a different story. This is the chackra that has to do with nurturing…
…while writing this article, I figured out that this is probably why I love giving foot treatments… while nurturing others, I am giving out what I most need…

I wrote a book and published it in 2010 – Bury the Past, Unlock the future. I thought that I have dealt with all my issues relating to nurturing.

My Dad was an alcoholic when I was born and because of this I had a very angry Mom. My Mom had also had a few miscarriages before me as well as carrying a baby boy full term who died when he was born and this was two years prior to myself.  So as can be expected…a lot of hurt and anger. To add drama to chaos, I was born with asthma and remained a daily asthmatic until my late teenage years when I “outgrew” it.  So just imagine how much trouble I was to try and keep alive…

Well, clearly chackra no three was communicating to me that it was still out of whack as I started hyperventilating.  I have been battling with panic attacks on a regular basis for the last year and I knew exactly how it felt when it was revealing itself…and it was definitely revealing itself…

I started feeling pins and needles on the sides of my hands…I tried to take big gulps of air and was relieved that it was so dark that no one could see me.  The pins and needles started spreading and my hands began to spasm.  I took some more air and tried to calm my mind, but when the pins and needles reached my face, I knew I had to get out… or I would probably land face down onto the glaring Grandmother stones.

I had calming pills prescribed by my doctor in my bag which was in the car and it worked with immediate effect if I could only get to it fast enough…

Everyone was in deep meditation and a young lady was sitting entranced next to me.  I felt so awful to bother her, but I had to get out as I was seeing grey and knew that I was about to faint.

I motioned that I wanted to get out, but she reprimanded me to stay for awhile longer.  I think I conveyed to her in some more urgent tones as she gave me a little space to meander around her…then I still had to get pass Nixiwaka, our most peaceful guide…

He must have sensed how urgent it was as he opened the flap for me, but as I passed him, he whispered that I would be welcomed back when they open the flap for some more stones, which will happen another three times.

Crawling to get outside, I stood up in a downpour of rain with my bare feet sinking into thick mud.

What now?…

…my car was about a kilometre away, but my carkeys were in the dorm about a kilometre in the opposite direction…and I was contorted in spasm and in no condition to walk anywhere by this time…

This was the point when I knew with certainty that there was nothing I could do and no one to help me… I simply had to let go…

I saw a bench next to the dam and somehow made my way there…

I stumbled onto it and let my head fall back. The downpour of rain felt very cool and cleansing.

My face and mouth were totally scew by now (it looks like you are having a stroke) and I began embracing the fact that I would die here…

It felt as if I could just drink more and more of the pure life-giving water, the more I let go and let the rainwater run into my mouth.  It felt as if the pins and needles and even my sore right kidney were being flushed.

The rain poured over me and I kept drinking, feeling strangely soothed.

I started thinking about my life and a feeling of complete and utter calm began spreading through my body.  It dawned on me that we all knew that we are going to die one day;  in fact this is the only certainty of our life.

I also thought about the recent raging fires and the people who died horrifically in those fires and all the others who lost everything.  This was the first downpour of rain after the raging fires and I felt somehow refreshed and as if all my aches and pains were being exorcised…even my sore neck felt better.

Feeling more calmness and absolutely superblessed with my peaceful setting, I prayed then, giving gratitude for the perfectly serene space and beauty all around for my last breath.

I was extremely grateful that I ended up going alone as I would not have wanted my loved ones to see me like this.

In my prayers, I expressed gratitude for each of my loved ones, my husband, my children and all my amazing friends…








…and the most awesome experiences I have had during my lifetime.

Gratitude for having been at the hospital to meet my most beautiful granddaughter, Alexia when she was born…I remember first standing behind the glass window and watching her proud Dad with his newborn. Then he came to us and handed her over to me. As I looked at her, she tried her best to focus and look into my eyes and I could not have imagined that it would happen, but it did…our eyes locked for just a brief encounter, but an eternity…

Yes, I have surely lived a rewarding life!


Feeling absolutely relaxed now with feelings of utmost peace, I heard something and when I turned my head, I saw the flap of the hut opening and more stones being fetched.

I realized then that I was actually able to get up and making my way slowly through the mud once again I felt determined to go back in…

Inside I went to sit on the opposite side where the two men that left had sit for more breathing space.

Again the glaring red stones were welcomed as grandmothers and this is when it dawned on me that I too, was a grandmother…

I felt honoured by this realization, as if I was meant to feel welcome and then the flap closed again.

Again the water was poured on the glaring stones…again I started hyperventilating…

…but this time I was determined to stay as now I knew for a fact that I would live to tell this tale. (And this is exactly why I decided to share.)

I was here for a reason, to clear the imbalances which had my Mom in a paralised spasm when she died…and myselfas I was in a spasm and ready to go just now.

Not only was my Mom caught up in this spasm state, but she kept asking me for her daughter.  I tried to comfort her by staying with her and reminding her that I was her only child (as far as I know), but she just said, ‘not you, my other daughter’…

Yes, my nurtering chackra was definitely out of whack…and this I probably handed down through my cell memory to my children and onto my granddaughter.

I was here to do everything possible to stop this downward spiral. To give the gift of forgiveness…This was my quest…I was here to let go for me and my loved ones…

I would be eternally grateful to know for sure that my children never have to wonder if they were good enough for me…I have the most beautiful children and I would be superblessed to get to a point where I know that they definitely know this…that they would know that I love them unconditionally, they do not need to prove themselves, they have already proved themselves by showing up in my life…by bringing me to this point of knowing…and doing…

There were a bottle of water being sent around with the utmost reverance and gratitude and now, (because of the experience on the bench), I could better sense just how important life giving water is and how easy it becomes for us to take it for granted.  Not only water, but how often do we just gulp down our food because we are in a hurry and then we wonder where all our health problems stems from.

When last have you enjoyed the actual taste of a banana or avocado or name it…how do we taste better?

By using all our senses…
seeing – (wanting it because it looks good),
taking it (touch) and then smelling the flavours first and having our brain help by thinking (enticing) how it should taste.  This is conscious/mindful eating and I definitely want to do more of it from now on…which brings us back to gratitude once again.

After these mind blowing revelations, it became tough for me to breathe again and as it was dark and I had so much space around me, I laid down on my tummy.

There was a glimmer of light coming through the bottom of the hut and I put my nose closer for some more oxygen. This actually helped a lot and I could listen once again to the melodious voice of  Nixiwaka.

He proceeded to tell a story which I am not going to share details of, but it was exactly what I needed to hear.  As he told it, I felt my sore kidney being warmed by the fireside.  It also felt like little droplets of water was being sprinkled on it.  I felt completely at ease with being there prostate on the ground.

My message for the longest time and also the strongest to come through at the SWEAT, is to be more still and present.  I have always been a doer (always working or doing something to feel validated).  I had a tough time to relax.

This again, yes, stems from my Mother, as I always had to perform to perfection, to make her happy. I am not saying this as a judgement, but it is just what it is…took me a long time to figure this out as well.  We can use abusive behaviour as an excuse or an opportunity…

When the flap was opened again, I sat upright and ready to receive some more profound messages…which I did…and completed the sweat!

Afterwards I had a shower and we shared a meal together in Nixiwaka’s home.  His son, Adam, were there and I surprised him by knowing his name, before he could say it. (I read up on Pachamama the day before and he was on the website.) Even the cats welcomed me while I ate mindfully.

I had to rush home as it was late afternoon and getting dark fast. With the downfall of rain it was no easy road for the Chevy.

Instead of turning right, I turned left and when I suspected I was on the wrong road, it luckily became too narrow for me to continue driving.  I immediately turned around and hightailed out of there.  It was getting dark super fast and I was still in the forest.

I whizzed past the cows who strangely enough came to the fence when they saw me coming as if they wanted to enhance our earlier experience.

Unfortunately I was in too much of a hurry to get home at this stage. It was cold, wet and dark by now and on I speeded.

Coming around a bend, I saw a huge white horse in the road. I am a card reader and this means huge opportunity…

Upon arriving home safely, drenched as it was raining hard, I made myself not just a cup, but a pot of chamomile and rooibos tea with honey and even took the cinamon spice bottle with as I went up to my room for some ‘well deserved’ relaxation. Even the way this sentence was written, is new to me as it took me a long time to feel like I ‘deserve’ if I did not put in hard work first… I proceeded to spoil myself even more with a candle lit bubble bath to feel absolutely unconditionally superblessed.

I basked in this newfound insight.

It was truly an amazing experience which I felt I could not fully comprehend, so I decided to immediately record my feelings so as to make sense of it all. (and now I am able to write about it)

I shall embrace anything that comes…

In the week after the sweat, my son gifted me a Dorn therapy session with Lisa, which confirmed everything that I found out at the sweat and could be even more released.

…superblessed with gratitude…

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…The first of many beautiful Poems by Engel…

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Happiness . Is to be, or not to be,
It’s something as simple as climbing a tree,
With a world full Stress,
Don’t you think it’s time to undress? (Add Wink Emoji)
Each one of us carries negativity energy,
With the hopes of releasing it into inner-positivity,
Little do we know, it’s a mere block of creativity.
Such is the rollercoaster of Life,
Dictated by a linear time based motion,
Through spiritually,
you should flow like the ocean.
Christo Engel Engelbrecht
Cannabis, zol, dagga or marijuana,
Just legalise it ‘of jay gaan hop johanna’,
Unchivalrous behaviour towards those in dire need,
Where the only cure lies within a little bit of weed.
The vast amounts of controversy,
Somewhat smells of a conspiracy,
To refuge those whom appose to mediocracy,
So now you criminalise and victimise a Life,
A Life that would like to save another Life.
A Life that has more worth,
than what has already been sacrificed.
Christo Engel Engelbrecht
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TsiTsa falls/Mozamboogie/Ponto do Oira

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by Queen of Hearts                                                                 September 2017

So…this exciting trip started on Sunday the 30th of July. I was planning on writing about this holiday trip in one article, but alas, I realize that it would be much too long, because we were superblessed to extend this trip for more than a month.

So here goes ‘Part 1’ with so much gratitude.

…the weather was slightly overcast, which makes for perfect road tripping, I find.

We left our home in Sedgefield travelled to Southern Comfort, situated in Harkerville where we fetched our friends Martin and Chi-Chi from his home which Martin build himself on their family farm.

Our lovely travel companions, would prove to be absolutely perfect for this amazing journey…

We travelled for eleven hours and arrived very tired at Tsi tsa falls for a welcomed overnight stay. It was dark, windy and very cold and we were so thankful to our hosts, Adrian and Angela Badenhorst, for the warm fire awaiting our arrival.

We created a quick feast of a dinner with leftover ‘padkos’ and Chi-Chi’s very own delicious brand of foods, ‘Raw Chi’ (for orders 083 4194658). Chi-Chi Love is a vegan. We felt superblessed on this trip to have learned so much from both Martin and Chi-Chi about good nutrition.

(Just some quick info on our friend, Martin… he is the fire chief at Afrika Burn)

With our bellies satisfied, we were quite pleased to enjoy a cup of tea by the welcoming fireside…

We talked a bit about our travel for the day. We travelled scenic, winding roads through Ugie and Maclear which was a first for us.
Bethesda, my husband, really is the best driver I know. He commented that he had a much easier than usual drive, as there were far less cattle on this road which we had never travelled before. He observed that this might be because the towns were further apart and we observed more fences to keep cattle off the roads.

Tsitsa falls is an “off the grid farm” which boasts with its own waterfall. The Badenhorst family bought the property 12 years ago. It was barren land, but they fell in love and started plotting their own livelihood.

It is just a 5 min walk from the house to the view of the waterfall, but after a good night’s rest, we opted for an extended guided tour of about one and a half hours.





We had the best volunteer as our tour guide, Mieke (7 years old), who confidently shared so much more than her wealth of knowledge with us. Her whole being radiated with an energetic zest for life. I do believe the fact that she could get away from her books (home school) early in the morning just added to her enthusiasm.



She guided us along rocky pathways into the unknown. We could not believe our eyes as we were superblessed to be surrounded with the most splendid views all the way until we arrived right at the back of the waterfall. Mieke showed us historical ‘Bushman paintings’ (left)…left from long bygone days. She even showed us most interesting fossils that she found.
We were also trusted with information on treasures she had found and left…

The homestead has more than enough water because of the river as they use a ram pump. It was awesome to experience rain water tanks used for inside the home overflowing when we visited.

After an amazingly informative guided morning walk, we said our fond farewells and excitedly took to the road for day 2 of our journey to Mozamboogie.

We decided to stop for lunch in a stunning forested area close to Kokstad at Ingeli Forest and Spa . After perusing the menu and not finding the good nutrition that we were looking for, we had a brainwave to ask for a vegetarian option. Low and behold, another menu were brought for our viewing. We found exactly what we were looking for and proceeded to order some fantastic vegetarian curries. I opted for an amazing lentil cottage pie.

Martin’s face were sweating profusely after indulging in an amazing chilli sauce. He loved it so much, that he made a special request for a take away of some chilli sauce.
(On hindsight, this proved to be totally unnecessary as we were going to “Chilli Country” and could negotiate good prices for the best ever chilli…even I had chilli with every meal we had…so delicious!)

With our palates well pleased, we took to the road again, excited to spend a night at our friends, Geoffrey and Ashleigh’s backpackers.
Sensayuma is situated on and have uninterrupted views of the Tugela Mouth. We highly recommend a visit to Sensayuma whenever in the area, but alas, for us it did not happen as planned.

Plans changed, as they so often do, when we decided to have coffee with our friend, Nadia van der Merwe in Ballito Bay.

We were enroute to buy our AA stickers needed for the border, at Midas in Ballito Bay, when we were held up by traffic because of an accident.

We whatsapped Nadia, who offered to purchase our stickers for us as the business would be closed at our eta.

We were super excited to see her after a long time as she moved away from Plettenberg Bay after completion of her studies. Nadia studied at “Equi-librium” to be an Animal Vetenary Therapist.  Horses and dogs being her main focus.

Beautiful Ballito Bay…

It was early evening when we arrived. We were super pleased when Nadia invited us for an overnight stay at her home.

We spend an awesome evening of catching up…quality time with her… while preparing a simple, but absolutely delicious meal of roasted vegetables.

We had a lovely evening of good wine, delicious food and amazing conversation.

Next morning we felt refreshed and ready to drive to the border of Mozambique.

First we did some last minute shopping at Ballito Lifestyle Centre. This proved to take some time as there is definitely more than you bargained for.  As we had another 5 hours drive to the Border, B impelled us to hurry and off we went excited to get through the border.

Our border experience were exceptionally friendly and easy, in my opinion, because our paperwork were in good order. We were very well received and fairly quickly we were on our way to the boogie…

In the capable hands of our experienced driver, the loose, sandy roads to Ponta Malongane proved to be fairly easy for our Ford Ranger 4×2. Our eyes widened quite a number of times in anxious anticipation as we all focused on the treacherous road. It is not advisable to take on these roads with just any ordinary vehicle. You definitely need good ground clearance to avoid the unusually high “middelmannetjie”.

After an exhilarating drive which felt a little like an extreme sport of sorts, we arrived unharmed in the exotic town of Ponto Malongane. The town consists of small shops, a liquor store, curios stalls, but mostly restaurants and bars. The friendly locals are very tourist orientated as they know this is their main income.

Driving through the town, awakened the feeling of being on holiday. As we just wanted to get settled first, we drove through the town to our overnight spot which would be at Ponto Malongane rest camp.

Our friends, Ruan and Bridgette, would be camping already and we arrived at their stunning campsite under an umbrella of majestic green trees. They invited us to share their spot and this proved to be the best decision we would make. We had booked a chalet, but at closer inspection, we found this to be literally on the dancefloor. So we opted to stay under the majestic trees at the best campsite with amazing neighbours all round. We even had our own secret pathway directly onto the beach.

Luckily we made a last minute decision to take our tents on this trip just for in case…now we had our own adobe at least.

We did not however have much else for a camping expedition, but we have great friends and I must say that our friend Ruan definitely has camping down. He had anything and everything and there were no lack. Bridgette worked her magic decorating with beautiful cloths and lanterns. We had the best camping experience.

We had an abundance of fresh produce we had purchased from the farm stalls along the road. We fabricated an ‘evaporation fridge’ from a big box container by taking off the lid and stretching a wet cloth over it. We tried to always keep this cloth wet. It is amazing to see how well this works keeping produce fresh.

The next day found us very excited, waking up very early. We obviously wanted to start with a good cuppa of Java. Out came the Barista…

We were not ready for what happened next. Everyone warned us about the mosquitos in Mozambique, but we are pleased to report that this is definitely bee country. We take our Barundi (organic) coffee black and with honey.

The bees were so attracted to our honey, that we had so much difficulty drinking our coffee. There were so many of them. We had fun and games dodging them with each sip, eventually running with our coffee cups through the secret pathway and onto the beach. They followed us and we had to run upwind to get away from them, changing direction often as they were not deterred easily. We were fighting to drink our coffee which resulted in so much laughing.

Afterwards I could not resist the water and went in for my first swim in Mozambique. We were excited to explore and went for a beach walk. There are resorts all along the coast and we saw a wooden walkway behind a dune which we promptly took. We ended up inside the resort next to ours. It was absolutely beautiful with many wooden walkways to different homes. We had an awesome experience with Loerie birds flying around green tree top canopies. There were so many birds, chatting excitedly. Massive Hornbills were everywhere. They are huge and have a look about them of prehistoric times. It felt like we were on a different planet.

We continued on and onto a road. Then we saw a big gate. As we approached, the security guard must have thought that we were staying in the resort. He opened the gate for us with a huge smile and we ended up smack bang in the middle of the town. Here we did some shopping that we had to fetch later as they offered to do some engraving on our gifts. I splurged a little then, buying some wooden ‘fish bones’ for our deck back at home. Fish bones are definitely their signature emblem, I do believe, as you see these carvings everywhere as well as printed on fabric.

After our shopping expedition, we walked back, well pleased through dusty roads to our resort to see if anyone else was up yet.
When we arrived at the campsite, everyone was up and ready to do something amazing. We decided to have an exploration expedition to Ponto do Oira.

We were a little weary that we had not taken Malaria pills. Martin had told us about Vitamin B1 which is a much healthier option as it is easier on your kidneys than Malaria pills. Martin said that if we take this daily, mosquitos would be repelled by our smell. We were a little sceptical at first, but I have to admit that I do believe this worked well for us. When we were still in the city on our journey, we tried to purchase these vitamins, but it was super expensive.

Arriving in the town of Ponto do Oira, we decided to take a last chance in purchasing said tablets and we were very lucky to find them super cheap. We purchased enough for us for 10 days and it definitely pulled us through.

Back at campsite we chilled hard and saw a stunning sunset that evening.

When the sun set, we always have Ruan on the ready to entertain us with a fire show.






We had the best neighbours as they were the event’s paid entertainment. They had so many toys and we were superblessed to sit on our hammocks and watch while they practise right in our campsite.

We arrived at our campsite on Tuesday, but the actual event Mozamboogie only started on Friday and lasts for 5 days. Sound check started on Thursday evening though, so add another evening of electronic music.

Hats off to our friends Karen and Royston, hosts of this magical annual event. Also to our friend Frans, aptly nicknamed Legend, who was a pioneer of this event.

To everyone involved, well done, it was absolutely magical and we shall hope to be there next year. We have been trying to be there for the last 5 years and I hope that we would never miss it again.
To add to this magic, were the most splendorous supermoon eclipse. I have fond memories of dancing under the moon overlooking the soft waves ebbing and flowing…

We were superblessed as so many of our friends were there too. There were more than 500 people and we were happy to party, but also happy when we witnessed more and more beings leaving after the weekend.

When I reminisce, I think of an amazing seafood braai we had one evening which Ruan handled for us, complete by organising prawns, crayfish and everything else fishy through the locals. Ruan is also our usual braai master and we had a lipsmacking meal.

We met the most amazing new friends, Tobie and Charmaine, who we think could be family (on the Gagiano side)

…and we found out that they actually live close to us in Mosselbay

We were invited to their beautiful holiday home in Morgan’s Bay…on our way home… an invite we happily accepted. (Part 2)

The last evening of the event, it rained, and after 10 days camping, we were quite ready to leave for some more adventures.

We travelled with our friends, Nic, Jerrith and Engel to Ponto do Oira for a sleepover. We rented a house from the locals. After we got settled, we went shopping and out to dinner at a restaurant…

We left the next day and after the border, we were sad to part ways…as they were going to Pretoria and we had some more holidaying to do and headed for the Transkei…

…Superblessed with more memories…




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The Naked Barista    13/06/2017

So, after a beautiful weekend looking after Sam, we left early this morning from Pretoria , lock, stock and Barrel and arrived in Witrivier at Bundu Lodge.


Driving out of the city of Pretoria, we were very soon…very suddenly…pleasantly surprised with the serene beauty of Schoemanskloof pass.

It was a winter warm day arriving at our destination.  B proceeded to search for the worksite as he was told that it was situated on a hill inside our place of accommodation which will be… Bundu Lodge.

We were amazed at the splendorous gardens overflowing with both fauna and flora. Allsorts of bucks, Alpacca’s, Ostriches and Emus walked freely in this stunning environment.

Ponds with ducks added to the tranquil feeling of peace and harmony.  There were also cages with bearded dragons and a first for me were some furry animals nestled against each other.  (Pic below) They are noted for their fur being the softest of all furry animals…they are ‘chinchillas’…and…even softer than the bunnies, that were also frolicking everywhere.

Later on in the week, we were on our way into town when we were blessed with a display of three ostriches doing a marvelous wild dance ritual.

An emu decided to follow me around and I could touch it’s soft feathers.  It wanted to put it’s head on my shoulder.  How very blessed!

Bundu Lodge is also a beautiful wedding venue complete with magnificent photo opportunities boasting a windpump and antique wagon sitting just to the side of a Romanesque chapel.

But, alas…work came first and only on the following Sunday afternoon while taking a stroll, we discovered the animals in the cages…

On our first arrival at Bundu Lodge, we proceeded to search for and eventually found the hidden winding road leading to the top of the hill.

Our workmen commenced work at once. We took one of our workmen and as per usual went in search for accommodation in the nearest village.  We always try to add to the economy of the locals.

Only after the fact, could we book into our own room and I immediately started working my magic to arrange for a good stay.

Karen from Bundu Lodge assisted us with a very attractive room and we had a splendid stay.  I highly recommend this lodge and as you know if you have read my travel articles, I can sometimes be just a little bit full of nonsense, especially if we are staying for half a month.

Our room had the biggest bed and we felt just a little bit lost in it after sharing a singIe bed for nearly three weeks…the reason being…better logistics and location with our workmen.

The room featured just that little extras which make being away from home, worth it…a candle against the wall…a kettle and fridge…best of all every day the drinks tray are replenished with rooibos tea, coffee, white and brown sugar and even diabetic sugars.  It truly is the little things that makes me feel at home.  The cleaning service every day is such a treat and the staff is super efficient.  I felt superblessed!

Adding yet more to my feeling of being extremely spoiled, I did not have to cook at night as we ordered our meals directly from the restaurant.  We mostly ate in our room as B needed some relaxation after work.

The food was well priced and extremely delicious.  The waiters are very efficient and friendly. The few evenings that we did eat at the restaurant was just as awesome, a delicious dining experience.  Eating on a huge deck surrounded by lush trees of every imaginable shade of green and when we were timeous…spoiled with stunning sunsets.

We did have to move inside on occasion as this time of year when the sun sets, an inconsiderate chill arrives.

Best of all about our room, were the lovely verandah complete with the biggest tree and as we were on the second floor, little birds’ animated chatter were heard all day long.  I made sure that they wanted to stick around by attracting them with crumbs from our morning rusks.  The verandah was also absolutely perfect for doing my leg exercises and I just loved breathing so freely…

After driving through Witrivier, we realized that accommodation in this region were superfluous.  Travelling as much as we do, I felt quite sure that we were superblessed to have had the absolute best stay with Bundu Lodge.

The following week we had to do the necessary bank related tasks and thought best to do this in the bigger town of Nelspruit which were all of about five minutes drive from Witrivier.

One Saturday we visited Baghdad where we thought there would be a Farmers Market to buy some fresh produce as we usually do in our hometown of Sedgefield.

We were disappointed as the Market is only held every second weekend of the month.  We did have a good stroll around and what an eloquent setting for a market it was.  Also featuring here is one of the most nostalgic antique shops I have had the pleasure to visit.

Baghdad, is situated opposite Casterbridge Lifestyle Centre which we made a quick visit to as B had to get back to site. The walls of these very attractive buildings is entirely covered with stunning free crawling exotic plant creepers.  Tea or lunch can be had in romantic courtyards surrounded by splendorous rose bushes and vined pergolas. This center is well worth a visit as it even boasts a movie house.

On Fathers Day, B gave our workmen a day of rest and we had a lovely drive out to Sabie.  Bonus…the most awesome High School hits were playing on Jacaranda FM.

What a peaceful experience, being surrounded by such an abundance of gigantic nut trees.  Under the trees were huge heaps of nutshells.  Harmony and peace…at last…the experiences a soul longs for…

On our way, we went down memory lane for B as he showed me where he lived for just a little while as a child.  While he talked about his childhood, I was reminded of how quickly a lifetime goes by.

The views on the road toward Pelgrimsrus is breathtakingly beautiful, hills and valleys and turns and greens of all shades.  No wonder there is an area named…God’s window.  Stunning!

We arrived, maybe with too high of an expectation, to see the growth of Pelgrimsrus as a tourist attraction, it being a Historic Town.  Our last visit to this town were around 15 years ago…we were quite disappointed…there is definitely room for improvement and growth surrounding the tourist industry.

I did however, buy some terrific liquirice toffees, B’s favourite, at a little store staffed by a mature lady and also a writer.  We got chatting and she was busy writing a book about the history of Pelgrimsrus.  I thought that she was born and bred there, but she only arrived around five years ago.  The toffees, alas, was not from the area, but manufactured in the town of Darling.

Graskop, on the other hand, were abuzz with tourists and Dad’s getting spoiled on Father’s Day.  We felt that someone from the community were doing something right to attract the tourists and shoppers.  The shops were open and inviting.  We entered a silk shop as I have had…since my teens and still have…’silk sheets’ listed on my wishlist…

This shop had some stylish silk garments and pillow cases, but…no silk sheets.  It is actually delightful to have something so alluding to search for on our travels…

There were so many eating places and we had a tough decision on choosing.  We opted for pancakes and narrowed it down to two places.  When I saw a sign of Black Forest Cake on one of the two, the decision was made for us.  After a delicious light meal of a shared pancake and a slice of cake, we took a drive through the town of Graskop.  Very agreeable indeed!

On our way back, we were surprised by a magnificent castle – Flycatcher Castle – and marvelled at the story behind it.  Read about it on the hyperlink – designed and completed by a sculptor.





On our last day, B and our workmen finished around lunchtime and after we dropped them off at their accommodation, I could eventually gift B one of his fathers day gifts which was a Moroccan Barber experience.  This store is well worth a visit and a treat for men SA Moroccan Barber.

The décor of this shop is breathtakingly beautiful and if I were a man in Witrivier, I would not go anywhere else to be spoilt.  They really know their business.


After not really wanting to go…B were superblessed!


Before!                   After!





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“Rekindle” – Bike Trip

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Rekindle Bike Trip – The Naked Barista 20/01/2017


So…eventually we hit the tarmac around 12 on our “Rekindle” adventure.
Let’s just start from the beginning…
why “Rekindle”?
Well,…I found a small piece of wood carving this morning in my room with the word “Rekindle” written on it…and I believe in signs…
20170121_182646We have been together 22 years and let’s just say that we needed some alone time. We have so many awesome friends that we love to spend time with them…so…some “together alone” time was definitely needed, especially after the festive season.
I had purchased a ‘Daddy deal’  voucher last year for accommodation in Tulbagh, which was nearing expiry date. The timing was perfect especially after the recent traumatic passing of my Mother.
The day…weather wise…was stunning. I love being on the motorbike behind my husband as he is the best driver I know. I love the way he handles our magnificent BMW, 180kg iron horse.
Our first stop from our home in Sedgefield,  was at the Bali Trading Centre near Riversdal.

We ate at La Bella Deli and we definitely had a very good deal sharing a lovely Lamb Shank for R90,00 followed by a delicious chocolate cheese cake.

We love good food and I am always happy to share so as not to be too heavy for the bike.
On we rode towards Barrydale through the gorgeous Tradouw Pass with magestic mountain crevices spewing out water falls in different directions.
We stopped off for a visit with our new friends, Craig and Heidi at their peaceful home amidst stunning mountains for a cup of tea.

After a delightful visit, we rode onwards to the Guano Caves, thinking to have a stay over, but they were fully booked.
Everything always happens for a reason as we found the best accommodation that evening at the Montaque Country Hotel. We could not have asked for more as we had a lovely candle light dinner accompanied by beautiful live piano music. Very romantic indeed and what an amazing start for our ‘Rekindle’ journey?
I believe that gratitude begets more gratitude…and so…

Next morning, we were blessed even more, by the fresh new day beginning in a stunning rose garden to feast our senses and where I could do a few yoga stretches in total privacy.

20170121_081321After this we feasted on an enormous breakfast in the garden court with so much gratitude amidst a variety of birds greeting the new day with excited and happy chirping sounds.
After our very busy season, it is truly a blessing to feel so at peace.
I have to mention that the friendly staff at the Montaque Country Hotel made us feel very welcome.  We left the Hotel feeling real good.
On the road, sitting at the back of the bike, I usually find my meditation and reflection time and felt superblessed having eyes and ears to appreciate such splendor.

20170121_105849Beautiful red Kanna flowers jumped for joy amidst all the luscious green adorning the roadside and all my senses seemed to be caressed simultaneously.


Our next stop at Springfield Wine Cellar did not disappoint either. Seating can be found under huge trees next to a lovely dam with fish. Gratitude were absolutely the order of the day and we chillaxed in this stunning space for a bit.
Our journey to the historic town of Tulbagh continued and we arrived midday on a very hot Saturday. Our accommodation, The Cape Dutch Quarters is situated in the old historic Church Street boasting with the most museums in our country.20170121_125511

We were told to take our vouchers and go directly to Drostdy Hof as they were not open on a Sunday.
We proceeded to do so immediately with our free voucher in hand, (the actual entrance fee being only R25 and drink as much as you can.) Being on the bike, we made a wise decision not to drink much at all.
20170121_125518Drostdy Hof is owned by Distell. The building dictates from an age old architecture and the old historic museum has the most amazing furniture and eloquent descriptions of an age old heritage.  We had a feeling of being telleported way back into time. We saw a romantic ‘sound system’ (pic below) from times forgotten and thought of our friend Nic, with his magnificent modern sound system.20170121_125135

After meandering through the romantic huge rooms complete with high ceilings and rich wooden floors adorned with stunning age old afghans and rich exquisite pieces of furniture, we went down a stairwell that leads into the cellar.

Here is the self help tasting set up of bottles awaiting consumption complete with candle light and historical nuances. This space were once used as a jail.

Then we went to Oakhurst Olive farm. What a beautiful greeting awaits the customer, with lavender and rosemary hedges, a glorious feast for the eyes.
The absolutely unique building were thankfully cool inside and offered refuge from the 34 degrees heat outside.  (Press on the hyperlink above to see the marvelous building.)

The olive tasting was a first for both of us and with the expert guidance of Jolandie, we thoroughly enjoyed it. We were amazed at the distinctive differences in taste of the three variants.

We hurried back, the wheels of the bike spitting up dust from the dirt road in our haste for a swim in the lovely pool at Cape Dutch Quarters.20170122_151629





We are staying in the Wagon Shed and yes this is where the wagons were kept. The self catering unit has thick walls which were good for keeping cool inside. We did have an aircon in the room.

20170121_144445 The most becoming feature were a romantic four poster bed complete with lace curtains which we found to be absolutely vital for keeping out the mosquitos descending on us at night.

So after I had my usual ‘OCD’ moment and turned the toilet paper in the toilet into its ‘correct’  (B laughs) position, we settled in.

We spend the afternoon relaxing in the perfect pool with “Miss Lucy”, the excellent white wine, we had purchased earlier the morning at Springfield wine estate.

20170121_201243Later that evening, after viewing a glorious sunset from the roof, we walked across the road and had a delicious dinner at Tulbagh Hotel.


20170122_083559The following morning we had breakfast in a room as big as a hall with a huge table complete with table settings for many guests. Blue porcelain and fancy silverware were everywhere to be seen. We felt like royalty as we were the only two people at the huge table.

20170122_193311Afterward we walked down the wide Church Street to the info centre and the ‘earthquake’ museum situated next to each other.  Church Street is famous for being the street with the most historical buildings in our country.  As it was Sunday, the info centre only opened at eleven and we decided to make a visit to Saronsberg first.

We went on the bike to the absolutely astounding Saronsberg Wine Estate.
We wandered around in the building and feasted our eyes on the exquisite art for a bit.

The pic below seems to be an art piece, but it is not, this is the exquisite view upon entering this beyond beautiful estate.

20170122_101427Inside, we were lured closer by a very informative and excited voice which we found out later, belonged to Renier, explaining all about Saronsberg fine wines in utmost detail to a couple and we decided to have a listen.
Renier welcomed us to join them and we listened with fascination to his extensive knowledge.

Suddenly the visitor, whose name was Johann, turned to us and told us that he recognized us from four years earlier in Wilderness where he met us at a party at Wild Farm. What a photographic memory he must have? His fiance, Nikita was with him and we decided to have a lunch date in town afterwards.
We were very surprised that we have never heard of Saronsberg before as it boasted with some of the most delicious wines, especially their desert wine.
Lunch was a Bobotie Javel at Cakes and Cream and afterwards we were spoiled with a chocolate tasting next door.
Johann and Nikita had to drive back to Cape Town and we went to the Earthquake Museum which made me really sad. There are so many sad stories depicted.
Afterwards, to feel uplifted, we went to ‘Jou Ma se Gallery’, but it was 20170122_144624closed as it was Sunday afternoon. We did however have a glass of wine in the courtyard restaurant under magnificent big trees. We were very surprised when the owner showed us that we were being oogled by four wide eyed owls.20170122_144628

We felt superblessed to see this historic town of Tulbagh and it was absolutely worth it.  Just goes to show that you have to follow your intuition…

That evening we dined at Readers Restaurant as we had yet another voucher from Daddy’s Deals for a free bottle of wine.


Readers Restaurant is also situated in Church Street and we were blessed to sit outside while the sun was setting amidst a lane of majestic trees.  This restaurant definitely belongs to a cat lover.  Do yourself a favor and visit to see why we came to this conclusion.
We cruised toward Citrusdal over the rugged Middelbergpass in the area which is called the ‘Koue Bokkeveld’


Some of the road was tarred, but for the most part we did some off roading…

We traveled via Dorp op die Berg…

Another place we never knew existed…

Such a weird little town within a backdrop of rocky mountains.  We saw a Spar shop and an Agri.

We definitely traveled on roads less traveled on a very hot day, before arriving at ‘Kardoesie’ Restaurant on the side of the road where we stopped for a light lunch.  We bought delicious figs, cream and other delicacies to take away.

Eventually we arrived at  The Baths, situated close to Citrusdal.

We were absolutely delighted to find that one of the swimming pools were a cold water pool as it was a scorcher of a day (around 38 degrees) and we could not wait to have a cool down.

Afterwards we took a walk to the rock pools which is situated behind one of the big houses on the premises.

We took residence in our own private cabin overlooking healthy vineyards.  It is newly build, so very modern and we had our very own stylish jacuzzi to boot.

Needless to say, we had an awesome time relaxing and just being.








Saronsberg were obviously invited…


…and it goes without saying that we  braaied some tjoppies…

some more figs…and some golden oldies with LM Music


While we were at The Baths, we did a back road trip to Clanwilliam and ate brunch at  Nancy’s Tearoom.  We were blessed with a good meal in a delightful garden setting.




So…on the 25th of January, we arrived in in the tiny fishing village of Lambertsbaai.

To get to Lambertsbaai, we decided to once again, travel roads less traveled over majestic mountains via treacherous, rocky and dusty back roads featuring, not only beautiful dungeons and gorges, but a magnitude of Rooibos plantations galore. Beautiful smells arrested our nostrils as we cruised on.  I cannot emphasize enough this feeling of freedom traveling on a bike effectuate.  We even lost our top box on the rocky roads when it went flying off…luckily B had his ever handy leathermanhttp://:// with him and some duck tape…

We were very excited to find foreign places we never knew existed…places like Paleisheuwel. (read more by pressing on the link)

Clainwilliam is well known for South Africa’s favourite ‘nectar of nature’, Rooibos  tea and we even passed a huge rooibos factory.

What a big change, not only in climate, but scenery it was, from being inland and then at all the tiny towns by the sea.


Lambertsbaai boasts with Bird Island and we decided to pay a visit.  Bird Island is home to the blue-eyed Cape Gannet and as it is easily accessible, we had a close up ‘birds eye’ view of them in a natural breeding site. Mating dances can be witnessed through a signposted bird hide. This island is also home to the Cormorant bird species and as always a multitude of seagulls.

Cape fur seals could be seen sunning themselves on the rocks in the distance.  We walked around the island and it felt wonderful not to feel rushed to be anywhere.

We had our evening meal at Isabella’s and what a treat…the best seafood we have had in a long time.

Our home for the night is situated perfectly on the beach…

with everything we need…feeling superblessed indeed.

Malkop, equiped with everything that we needed.  Maybe the name rubbed off as we decided to put our feet in the water…this is definitely not recommended as the water is icy cold.

Next morning, we found a space on the rocks perfectly created for having a cuppa and a rusk.


What a perfect space and time spent before our adventure onward towards Paternoster and our home for the night…Sea Shack.



Enroute we had a fishy lunch and cold beer (Castle Milk Stout for me…) IMG-20170307-WA0050at a quaint restaurant harbour side of Veldrift.

Sea Shack proved to be the perfect ending to this, our “Rekindle” trip.

Sea Shack is situated within the Cape Columbine Nature Reserve.

That evening we watched the sun set  while sitting on the rocks…



I made us a light dinner in the very well equipped kitchen.  Afterwards we played some board games by candle light.

We felt superblessed by this impromptu get away…



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Pretoria Part 4

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…the Naked Barista                                                18 July 2016

Still in Pretoria and we were superblessed as we had a lovely weekend with Juan (son) before he took an airplane back to Palma.

He arrived in Pretoria very tired on Friday, as he was in Cape Town for a week only, sorting out a Visa and obviously had to see many friends.

We decided to just chill and spend some quality time together as I had already prepared a spinach dish for dinner.

On Saturday B had to sort out the workmen on his worksite and Juan accompanied him.   Afterwards B brought Juan back and we spend the day in Menlyn Shopping Centre as he needed a haircut before flying out.

We are both not so crazy about shopping malls anymore and it tired us out completely. We went for a late lunch at Parrot’s Restaurant and this is where B came to fetch us.

Afterwards we all just had to take a nap…

20160716_184046Napping turned out to be a very good idea, as we had an awesome evening together, just the three of us, cooking and drinking red wine in our family’s perfect kitchen.


B could have a sleep in on Sunday morning as he gave his workmen the day off.

We lazed around and ate a hearty breakfast which Juan prepared from the leftover food of the previous evening.

We were also superblessed to schedule in time for Juan for an Angel card reading .  At this card reading we had a discussion about our challenges as a family when they (Juan and his sister, Maryna) were growing up.  We reminisced as to how life has turned out for us after all of these challenges…

We were superblessed when…after our ‘reading time’ spend together, Jeremy (cousin) came to call us to show us his wall covered in photos from when he was a little boy and visiting us in Sedgefield.  Our family, who we think of as quite dysfunctional and challenged, meant a great deal to him as a boy growing up…

img-20160728-wa0006…Jeremy used to come visit and stay with us during school holidays as a little boy and I didn’t even realise that he had those photos.

All those memories came flooding back and made me realise just how very connected we are.

Jeremy has become quite famous as he has been voted ‘Mr Pretoria 2016’.  He is an amazingly well rounded handsome young man…and single…

…just saying.

Our friend Ruan, had booked us a table at Tings and Times  which will unfortunately close down soon.  Sunday afternoon, we went to see Piet Botha and the show was one for the books.

fb_img_1476181545205Cousin Jeremy also went with us to the restaurant and when it was time, he took Juan to the Guatrain  to transport him to the airport…and once again our son was off to work to take on some new adventures…


…Three years ago I met a lady, Nira Sklair  by ‘coincidence’.

We were at our favourite restaurant Cocomos  in Wilderness one evening with many friends. It was packed as usual – as Cocomos offer live music, lovely food and a great vibe – but I degress.

We were sitting down when this beautiful lady, Nira and her partner came into view. I cannot even explain it, but we locked eyes and I just knew that she would be a part of my life.  As there were no tables available, we made a plan to have them sit at our table and we could chat a little bit.

Juan’s, 21st birthday was coming up the following Saturday and I invited them to join us. They did and enjoyed it, even took photos.

So why am I telling you this?

When we posted on facebook that we were coming to work in Gauteng, Nira send me an invite to get together and yesterday we did. It was such a weird thing, to get together with someone you spend so little time with three years ago, but it felt so absolutely right.

The day was perfect, everything just flowed for me.

I made plans to travel to Rosebank with the Gautrain, but being superblessed as I am, I was driven by car…

I was ready to go to the train station and waiting for B to take me. Stefan, who lives in the flat at our current accommodation was still at home and happen to mention that he was going there anyway.  I would have missed that opportunity if his car’s battery didn’t die and he had to wait for the AA.

Everything worked out perfect and I was delivered to Rosebank mall. I send Nira a message that I was there and went in search of a Health shop.  Since my recent health issues, I have been avoiding chemicals and have had a challenge sourcing organic Earthsap Hair products.

As I could not even find these products at such a big complex, I decided to visit Woolworths  to have some Chai tea and a sit down to send Nira a message telling her that I have arrived.  I haven’t even sat down, when she was right there with me.  We hugged forever and three years just melted away…


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…oh yeah, the photos Nira took at Juan’s 21st birthday, she burnt on a cd and was now a gift… how very special…

We chatted, getting to really know each other while drinking chai, hers with Soya as she also had issues with milk as I am now believing could be a part of my challenge as well.

The day continued to just get better and better…  Nira spoiled me by taking me to the Standard Bank Gallery  where they were show casing the work of Henri Matisse.

Interesting that this exhibition opens at a time when debates about the relationship about local and foreign in South Africa’s cultural landscape have never seemed more pressing.

For me the Gallery as well as the exhibition were an amazing experience and I felt superblessed just to be there.

From there we went on to a busy health shop named Fresh Earth where we had delicious butternut, cashew and coconut soup for lunch.

After lunch, I purchased healthy raw honey, almond milk and another organic hair conditioner as again, I could not find the Earthsap I was looking for.

Luckily, I had my leather backpack handbag (a gift from my friend, Aneta) with me fitting all my purchased goods neatly as I was to travel back on the Gautrain.  This was exciting for me as it was my first time on this train.  I have been superblessed to travel on the underground in London though.

Jetting off on the Gautrain with the sun setting I felt so much gratitude for this life and very much loved to have such jewels for friends.

20160723_183848I feel blessed to live in an era where this generation of young men seems to be keen to experiment in the kitchen as Jeremy and I also prepared a few good dishes together while we were staying there.

Our friend Jannelie, who creates beautiful jewellery, and I were very blessed to join in on the fun at a “secret sunrise“.

All I can say is that if ever you have an opportunity to do this, do yourself the favour and go for the experience…







…You would be superblessed if you did…

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Trance…how did it happen?

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Queen of Hearts…                                     15 October 2016

I have felt like sharing our experience for a while now…

…how we as very conservative humans got into ‘trance’ and this ‘new age’ of living I suppose…

(Cannot believe I just used the words ‘new age’…as it was a definite taboo to even utter these words about seven years ago)…  I have hyperlinked the word ‘new age’ to one site only, but there are so many diverse opinions on what it means.  As for myself just the mere fact that I can mention the words without feeling that I am going to hell and not subjecting myself to being just a ‘this’ or a ‘that’ in religion, is absolutely freeing.

…and what a journey it has been…

This morning seems to be ‘D-day’ to share as my ‘memories’ on facebook suggests that it started six years ago in 2010. Also I am still in bed in Summerstrand, Port Elizabeth  overlooking the wide expanse of ocean.

img-20160928-wa0020The weather has changed to overcast. This makes for perfect writing weather while staying in bed as I can call it “work” being a writer.

B and our friend Joe has left to work on site, building a very big cell phone tower. We are nearly finished with this project and probably going home early next week.

…So, in 2010 we were encouraged by our awesome friends Christo and his brother Joe (same one who is working with B now) to join them at “Rocking the Daisies”.  Yes, this is a rock festival and yes this is where we started our ‘trance’ journey.

fb_img_1476425216531Our son, Juan, was only 16 then and joined us, me being aware of this, as we were very conservative church going Christians and even facilitators of courses on how to live ‘a righteous life’. Our children were both in the ‘ACE schooling system’ (Accelerated Christian Education)…so when I say ‘very’ conservative, I mean very conservative.

To be together at such an amazing event with our awesome friends, was afb_img_1476530276138 lovely experience for all of us and we revelled at the talented bands and basked in the glory of such a festive atmosphere.


We were camping with many colourful friends and for the first time ever saw ‘magic mushrooms’

fb_img_1476530263305I was very cautious, but also curious and felt that we were in a safe environment to experiment. I was excited to try something new and had the tiniest piece.  It was so small that it disappeared into the hole in my wisdom tooth…

…please keep in mind that both B and myself never had a ‘teenager’ life of partying.

I started working at age fifteen every weekend and school holidays. Age 17, I even started working at the Rotary Club on Wednesday evenings and for the Lions Club on Sundays at the Woodbridge Island gholf course.

Thus no partying as a teenager…

Then I got married and had my beautiful children. Together with this, worked hard at being the best businesswoman and mother.

B went to varsity, but had a steady girlfriend. At age 21, he fell in love and married me.  Together with this he took on the package deal with kids and so we were always very responsible…

So in 2010 with a bit of magic in my tooth and much less responsibilities, we explored ‘Rocking the Daisies’…

Soon we saw a stunning huge white tent where strange beats were beckoning us to enter. It sounded weird to say the least, but we were absolutely intrigued.

We went inside and this is where our ‘trance journey’ began…at a rock festival…

I cannot say that I fell instantly in love with the weird sounds of electronic music, but the way the beats attacked my heart, made me feel truly alive. B and I definitely felt the same, as we could not stop gesturing to each other and marvelling at this phenomena.

On hindsight, I thought that it could have had something to do with the mushrooms…but it just kept on happening every time we encountered trance beats.

Joe and I had a discussion recently and we realised that these beats of trance would be the very first sound we hear when we are a fetus in the womb. No wonder that we recognise the beating of our own hearts when we encounter these beats.

It makes you want to wake up to your own heartbeat…

 Well, the journey was obviously not an easy one as in the conservative culture that we created our life, we were considered condemned souls.

There is no easy way to say this and I do not mean to criticize church goers, but in my opinion, I have never experienced so much unconditional love and acceptance as I have in the trance culture.  This being said, keep in mind that we are all on our own journey and if the church works for you where you are…be super blessed.

After 2010 Rocking the Daisies, we were invited to attend our first Vortex, off course, also by our friend Christo.

I remember that one of my first thoughts at Vortex was that I have never seen so many beautiful people together and still today I am amazed at every festival how many of the most beautiful people gather to just enjoy being.

At that point, Christo had been in the ‘trance scene’ for a while and trying to share with everyone he met the amazing experience of it all.  Gratitude for his persistence.

His Parents, Johan and Annemarie Moller were very worried of this and tried their very best to convince him to stop mingling with the ‘wrong’ people.

Eventually, he convinced them that he would accept their judgement only after they attended one of these festivals.

So, in 2014 they asked us to help them with purchasing their tickets to Vortex. They wanted it to be a surprise for Christo and Joe…and it really was.fb_img_1476522514425

And so their journey with trance began… (seeds of change) more than 15000 people have read this link…


I do not know if they are ‘the oldest’ (definitely not in stamina) couple in the trance culture, but I do know that with their shared knowledge everyone they meet are enriched. They bless us with their teachings and inspiration and have celebrity status…fb_img_1476522501493

They currently have 2 343 facebook friends…

I can just say that we have found a wealth of intelligence, acceptance and inspiration amongst the beings that loves trance.

There are so many of these souls that I have come to love and admire, but I want to mention one of my favourite and more mature (only in years) dj’s, Kalahari Kris .  Not only a dj, but also a farmer who has been on Carte Blanche recently with the Brucellosis Threat.

And mentioning Carte Blanche, our Princess friend, Dana comes to mind as she was also featured on Carte Blanche as a Tarot Card Reader.

After six years I do believe it is safe to say that I have had the honour to meet the most amazing souls and I have much more of an awareness of living my own best life.

I feel absolutely superblessed and loved  as our website suggests.

We were warned that the ‘trance’ scene is filthy with drugs and we would fall into this trap. We were very innocent and yes I have to admit that I was kinda scared of this happening.

In my opinion I have seen more drugs outside of the trance scene than amongst. If you want to get addicted to anything, it is always your own decision.  You can even legally get a prescription from our present day Doctors not only for our adults, but especially for our children.

I can safely say that I am definitely not a drug addict…in fact I am not addicted to anything, not even smoking or alcohol (which I do believe is the greatest drugs there is) and ironically it is socially accepted…boggles my mind.

If I am addicted to anything…maybe love…yes, love…which I receive so much of anyway…

We have found a wealth beyond measure of treasured souls that we can call friends.

I have learned so much from all ages and I am open to receive everything that this life wants for me.


After six years of this new journey, we have never felt more alive or better equipped to be in charge of our own lives, or at peace with the ‘not being in charge’ of everything.  This journey has taken us into overdrive in our thinking and feeling of life.  The experiences we have had in the last six years has been a blessed awakening.

We have met the most beautiful of souls and we are superblessed to call them ‘friends’.

Words cannot begin to describe our experience…the feeling when we arrive at a festival, meeting up once again with like minded beings just to let go…if even only just for a little while… of all the stress of preconceived ideas we were taught and to find your own heartbeat once again with the tribal beats…as our forefathers would have.

…Just to be…

I invite you to join us only once…

…maybe at Vortex this year…


you would be superblessed if you did…


















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The Naked Barista…                                   29 August 2016

So my website was down for three months while I was trying to transfer to South African hosts.  We had so many challenges with this shift, but I am so happy to be back on my site and writing.  Crazy to see how much we have done in just three months. I love my life…

We are on the road again…for a thirteen hour drive and thinking of sleeping in Koster.  Jaco, B’s cousin said that he could easily arrange sleeping space for our six workmen travelling with us, in Koster.  This will make it easier for us and Rustenburg is less than an hour from Koster.

We left Sedgefield this beautiful Monday morning around 6 o’ clock.


We have not been home much this year and I would like to take this opportunity to mention that our house is listed on Airbnb and always available for short term rentals.  We even rent out per room per night with full use of the house and we can be contacted on my cell no 0825706304


So this is our home that we build ourselves and created over the years.  At some point we wanted to sell to buy a piece of land, but now we are happy to keep our home and just work harder for the purchase of the land.


Therefore…onwards to Rustenburg….

Coming out of the Outeniqua  pass we witness a most splendorous sun appearing on the horizon.

We are driving through Meiringspoort with the colours of the rising sun glinting sun specs all over the majestic wrinkled mountain range.  Blissful beauty surrounds us. Nature is wondrous.

We had an amazing weekend arriving home on Friday from working in Port Elizabeth.

I use the word amazing, because we also had so much sadness throughout this same glorious weekend…

…this is life and acceptance thereof is key.  We had to say goodbye to our dog Max, a beautiful border collie, as he was already 16 years old going on to 17.


On Friday night we were invited to the Wild Farm for a party with three of our best local DJ’s playing.  Although we were tired, we wanted to see some of our friends, Hanno and the owners, Theo and Riaan and decided to go. I also had the honour to view some of Ingrid’s stunning new paintings.  Wow! What an artist!

The Wild Farm venue, music and company was so good, that we only went home around three o’clock on Saturday morning.

After sleeping a few hours, we had to go to George for business and we decided to go by motorbike as we missed riding on our motorbike and this would be the only occasion to get a quick ride.

It is so exhilarating to sit at the back of the motorcycle holding on to B. That feeling of freedom on the open road…only a motorbike rider would understand what I am raving about.

To make this particular ride even better, was that I wore my brand new leather waistcoat and jacket for the first time.  Gratitude to our friend Andre who send us a Gumtree ad with this BMW leather suit which was advertised in Port Elizabeth.  Superblessed that we travel so much, as it was still available when we were in PE.

Although we were plagued by sadness about Max, motorbike riding definitely helps as you get to breathe fresh air all the way through Wilderness.  Deep breathing definitely helps with any challenge.

Later on Saturday afternoon, some friends arrived and we had a full house that evening.  We obviously had a braai, but as we have some vegetarian friends, I made a pasta vegetable bake that went well enough with all the braaied meat.

Sunday we were blessed to watch one of our favourite local bands, Rooted Souls at the talent exchange market in Wilderness hills.  I am always astounded by our local musicians.  We have the best for sure!

The venue was at Asanti, the magical farm situated in Wilderness hills of our talented friends Landi and Janus.  Such a peaceful and happy place and every time we are there, the same handsome horse always comes to greet me and makes me feel superblessed.  Got to love it!

I have been looking for the right sunhat for about two years now and found the most attractive one at the talent exchange.  We have also been a part of the talent exchange for a long time, but this was the first actual market I went to.  I love how this mode of exchange works so well to cut out the ‘money’ factor. Check it out on the hyperlink.

Afterwards we went to our favourite restaurant in Wilderness, Cocomos with friends, Tim and Lena and Heydenrich.  We had a good lunch and said goodbye to Tim and Lena who went home to their farm around the mountain near Knoll.


Last night we slept in Koster at the Klub Kranskuil Resort.  The setting is truly beautiful amidst mountains and streams, but I have to say that the little things inside which help makes your stay more comfortable, could use a little help.

I cooked an easy meal of pasta and sauce…

We had a bath, because this was the only means of getting clean, but if I had the choice, a shower would have been better here, as the bath is definitely in need of some cosmetic repair.  Luckily, we were very tired after twelve hours of driving, so we slept very well.

Next morning on the road from Koster to Rustenburg, we listened to Rian van Heerden on Jakaranda radio.  We love listening to him and we are sorry to hear that he is leaving Jakaranda.  B says he studied at university years ago at the same time as Rian.  Always interesting how life turns out.

While listening to the Jacaranda, I once again researched for accommodation and narrowed it down to a couple of places.  I liked the idea of having our living space as close to the worksite as can be, so that B can come for lunch daily and maybe a quick nap.  He has been working very hard and I can see that he is tired.

So, while B was busy with site establishment, I took our vehicle and went to scout for accommodation which I found immediately.  I can definitely recommend “Ons Dorpshuis” and the self catering unit that we have is three minutes drive from the site. We are blessed with a majestic tree in front of our porch under which I do my leg exercises.  Inside our room, there is just the right size for me to even do yoga…perfect!


Last weekend, on Sunday morning, while we were still at home – after we had breakfast – I pulled some Goddess cards for my friends, Inge and Lena, from a pack that I was given by my friend Joe as he thought that this was the pack that my Princess friend would have wanted me to have.

He was absolutely right, as this is how connected we all are.  Princess Dana still wanted to gift me a pack and I do believe that after her passing, she had Joe give it to me, because of our connection.  This pack feels powerful to me as I also pulled a card for myself.  It was about autonomy which has to do with your third chakra.  I am busy reading a very good book, Eastern body, Western Mind by Anodea Judith and when I opened it at the last place of reading, it was all about Autonomy.  Is it not awesome how we can be in such flow?  My son, Juan was the one to introduce me to this book…so much connectedness.


Today is the 2nd of September, a very special date for us, as it is our granddaughter Alexia’s birthday.  She is two years old today.  Sad to say that this is also the second year that we are not with her on her birthdate, but I am blessed as I will see her in about a week’s time.FB_IMG_1473157780324





Rustenburg means ‘town of rest’ in Afrikaans.

The city is situated at the foot of the Magaliesberg mountain range in North West Province of South Africa and was established long before either Pretoria or Johannesburg.

The famous Paul Kruger was born here.

Nowadays, due to it’s rich history, the town is a tourism hot-spot, with areas of interest to entice all types of travellers.

Rustenburg is one of the oldest towns in the North West province. Officially founded in 1851 by Boers who had trekked into the area a decade earlier.

Rustenburg makes for a great base from which to explore areas of interest throughout the region. Rustenburg is also known as the ‘Platinum City’ because of the platinum mining around the area.

By far the best-known attractions in Rustenburg are the nature reserves that are all within striking distance of the town.

For those more culturally minded, there are some magnificent churches to be seen, including the Anglican Church (1871) and the Dutch Reformed Church (1898 -1903).

There are a multitude of sites with cultural and historical significance in and around Rustenburg. This is no surprise, given the many different communities in the area, such as the indigenous Bafokeng, Bakgatla and Tswana people, whose totemic tribal traditions are of much interest.

There is also the German community of Kroondal that traces its origins back to 1857.

Pilanesberg National Park is one of the most accessible South African game reserves. It is the fourth largest in the country and is set high in the Pilanesberg mountain range, traversing the floor of an ancient, long-extinct volcano.

Pilanesberg features all the major mammal species including the Big Five – lion, leopard, elephant, rhino and buffalo. There is also the Kgaswane Mountain Reserve, which is famous for its breeding herd of sable antelope. Small numbers of predators, including caracal, aardwolf, black-backed jackal and leopard also occur. More than 320 species of birdlife have been recorded including a breeding colony of cape vultures.

The Hartbeespoort dam is another nearby attraction offering plenty of activities near Rustenburg as well as providing irrigation for the entire region. A favoured site for watersports, the dam has many resorts, boat clubs and picnic sites scattered along its banks.

It is Saturday the 3rd of September and we are going to check out Hartbeespoortdam today after B has come back from working.  Comments to follow…

Far from peaceful as its name would suggest, Rustenburg is the throbbing centre of the North West province.  Easily accessible and filled with entertainment, Rustenburg is located on major highway routes and offers a wide range of activities for the visitor.

We were superblessed to meet up with one of our favourite friends from Mosselbay right here in Rustenburg last night.  He was here on business. We have not seen David in such a long time and it felt great to meet up with him.  We ate dinner at Panarottis, Waterfall Mall where we received very good service, before David had to leave for he was driving back to Johannesburg.

So, it is Monday the 5th of September and we had a superblessed weekend.  As I already mentioned, we went to Hartbeespoort on Saturday after B came home from working on site.  He had a quick nap before we set off on our road trip.  Enroute to Harties, we went past the little mining town named Mooinooi and I wondered who the ‘mooi nooi’ (pretty girl)was after whom the town was named.  I am still searching for this answer… maybe a reader could shed some light?

We commented on the fact that we have been in this area around Magaliesburg, coming and going more than a few times this year.

We passed a beautiful gholf course on our left which is situated in Mooinooi.  On the right side of us were lands lined with full blossoming Orange trees…so many that we could not see the end of it.

We stopped before the Hartbeespoort crossing into the town/resort as there were a pile up of waiting cars.  Luckily B remembered that the last time he went pass many years ago, there were a shop ‘Tan Malie se Winkel’ and a sign showed that he was right.  We found a traditional South African Shop built in a typical country trading post style abundant with history.  I had the most awesome ginger beer and I do believe I felt a buzz afterward and the colours of the roadside flowers were definitely much brighter…

Onwards we drove over the dam crossing and through a stone tunnel marvellously created.  Stunning views all round, but I have to add that this beautiful tourist attraction could do with some cleaning up campaign.  We were amazed at how filthy the streets were lined with garbage…

We drove onwards to our destination where we were meeting up with our friends, Camel and Anetta.

The Windmill Restaurant was our meeting point thinking that we could have dinner there, but we were surprised to find that they closed at five.

B and I explored and found the fresh produce at the Jasmine farm stall very impressive. It is on the same property and when I did some research last week before we went to Harties, I thought that I might be able to find a new supplier of Jasmine essential oil for my Alexia perfume.

What we did find were the biggest store of fresh produce and everything else.  We did some shopping while we waited for our friends – which wasn’t to long, as Camel is a very fast driver with his red Subaru.

As soon as they arrived, we had to show them the shop as well.  As Anetta loves good, fresh food and loves to shop, I know that she will be visiting them again soon.

We felt a bit at a loss for where to eat and B consulted Tripadvisor as he usually does and promptly booked us the last table at the no 1 restaurant for that area.

Onwards we went and we joked with Camel because we would limit his speeding as he had to follow us.

The Silver Orange Bistro were a fragrant oasis and we were very pleased to be there.  We had a table reserved on the patio and I do believe we were superblessed to have the best table.  The fragrance of sweet smelling flowers surrounded us and the delightful views of the garden and water fountain were an absolute treat.  The fact that we arrived just as the sun were setting were an added bonus…my favourite part of the day.

Anetta and I went to explore and found another huge orange grove with trees in full bloom.  It felt blissfully peaceful.


With an entrance like this to dinner, it could only be an awesome experience and we were not disappointed.

As the sun set with birdsong… a frog choir close by began their serenade to the best fine dining and service we have had in a long time.


The food were delectable and we savoured every dish.



Top Billing came to mind as every dish was created to perfection – an art piece.





Fine dining down…check…

The next day we had an off work day and we decided to have a Sunday Funday at Moksha festival.

It was an awesome day and we arrived early to dance to the beats of Dj Kalahari Kris…never disappointing.

We had lovely day spend with beautiful friends.FB_IMG_1473151614369


The next day the tower was completed…Rustenburg done and dusted and we were off to Pretoria…

Superblessed indeed!

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A tribute to our dog Max…and the rest of his family…

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4 October 2016

img_0274So…a few weeks ago we had to say goodbye to our beautiful border collie, Max who we were superblessed to have with us for sixteen years.

What a privilege to have been called the owners of not only Max, but also his Mom and his Dad.

Hitler, his dad, we bought even before we got married.  We were superblessed with not only the most intelligent dog, but also an awesome guard dog.20161003_121358

I found Cleo from a farm in Calitzdorp.  She was to be a surprise present for my husband, B in the year 2000.

The children were still young and the three of us huddled together on the couch with her on our laps under a blanket.  When B arrived, we surprised him with her and he loved it.

Hitler and Cleo had several puppies together.  We sold all of them when they were of age.  It was so easy to find good homes for them as they were absolutely beautiful.  I could not find a clear photo of Cleo, but she was unique as she had one amazing blue eye and one brown.

Max was born in the year 2001 and he was the only one who had those amazing blue eyes.  We just knew that he was a keeper.

As we are travelling so much the last couple of years, I have to salute my Mother, who came to live with us in a flat onto our house.  She would look after Max and Max after her very well when we were away.  She was a feeder, so we know why he survived for such a long time.

(Today, 5 October 2017, I am busy editing this post, as with the hack of my site, I have lost many photos of my articles…and have to keep updating again.  Superblessed that I can…

Sadly, my Mom passed away in December, thought to be of Colon Cancer…but, we think it was more the fact of missing Max.)

Max was also blessed to have had some very good times with our son, Juan’s girlfriend, Katja and here is a pic…

Gratitude Katja for all the beach strolls and peaceful vibes.





Is it not just sad that our animal friends life span is so much less than our own?




Blessed to have found this story of Shane, a six year old, as the best explanation…

…A Vet had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

The Vet examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. He told the family that he couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As they made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told him they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, the Vet felt the familiar catch in his throat as Belker ‘s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that he wondered if the boy understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. They sat together for a while after Belker’s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.  Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ”I know why.”

Startled, they all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned him. He had never heard a more comforting explanation.

He said, ”People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?” The Six-year-old continued,

”Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”

Live simply.

Love generously.

Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

  • When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
  • Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
  • Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.
  • Take naps.
  • Stretch before rising.
  • Run, romp, and play daily.
  • Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
  • Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
  • On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
  • On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
  • When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
  • Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
  • Be loyal.
  • Never pretend to be something you’re not.
  • If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
  • When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

 …We would be superblessed if we did!…


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