I spent seven full days in Cape Town and went to seven beaches. Sometimes I did more than one beach in a day, sometimes I did the same beach on more than one day, and some days I (gasp!) didn’t go to the beach at all. Still, this is my seven beaches in seven days. And for thrills, I’ve tried to rank them (it was … Continue reading 7 Cape Town Beaches, Ranked
I discovered yesterday, flipping through my guide book as I sheltered from strong winds and flying sand in a bar in Hout Bay, that there is a penguin colony on the Cape Peninsula. Obviously this rocketed straight to pole position on my list of things to see while on the Cape, so I dedicated the hour before I went to bed to trying to work … Continue reading Penguins in Paradise
7:13am, Cape Town: I was woken by a strange rumbling noise and made it to the patio door just in time to see half of the furniture from the rooftop deck sliding past my room. It was as the last chair flew by, and its cushions were whipped into the air and over the side of the building, that I knew today was going to … Continue reading Winds of Hout Bay
Yes that’s the genuine official name of today’s destination. A valiant joint effort from the dude who named the river, and the other dude who named a section of deepwater plunge pools somewhere up it. I won’t lie to you, its vaguely suggestive naming did play a crucial role in motivating us to visit The Crack at Wet Beaver Creek (i’m going to keep saying … Continue reading The Crack at Wet Beaver Creek
This morning we hiked up to Devil’s Bridge and became suitably enamoured with what this section of Arizona has to offer. After stopping off in the civic heart of Sedona for hydration and the procurement of a Stetson (obviously), we drove out about 15 minutes to the trialhead at Cathedral Rock for some more. This is Cathedral Rock. At this point we’re probably about half … Continue reading Cathedral Rock Scrambles
If ever you find yourself in Sedona, Arizona, the first thing I would probably suggest you do is go to Nick’s on the West Side and get breakfast. With a bloody. You’ll be needing the carbs for the hiking that presumably you came all this way out into the desert for – and getting a good measure of vodka in you first thing in the … Continue reading Leaping the Devil’s Bridge
I’ve joked before that planes never work when I am on them, but after last week, not only am I not so sure I’m joking, but turns out I don’t actually have to be on them, I just gotta be looking at them with a vague desire to board at some point in the near future… and boom – for the fourth time in ten … Continue reading Yes, it happened again!