My hopes and wishes were not answered...we woke up to rain and mist.
We could do one of three things.
1. Stay in the chalet, mope and lose our sense of humour!
2. Drive to Soebatsfontein and back
3. Drive to the Goegap Reserve near Springbok.
No 1 was definitely not an option
and neither was no 2. Soebatsfontein is 20km away with no turning point. Tent trash had come in on that road and it was in a bad way. They got a puncture and to add insult to injury there were no flowers or animals to be seen either. I decided that it would be a pointless exercise especiallyas we were now dealing with mist as well.
That left us with option no3. Tent Trash had been to Goegap the day before and they told us that the flowers were finished there as well. As a matter of fact the only place that they had seen flowers was at Skilpad. We decided to drive to Springbok anyway..even if it was just to buy chicken for supper.
While Wendy hustled up bacon and eggs I pottered around outside. It was indeed a futile exercise…I was just getting soaked.
After taking a few photos I headed back inside.
After breakfast we set off for Springbok…with Wendy singing.. "We’re all off on a summer holiday". She sure had the tune right
but there was something seriously wrong with the season.
But her enthusiasm worked it’s magic and before long we saw the sun peeping out.
A view of Kamieskroon.
and the fields.
We enjoyed our drive to Springbok but Tent Trash were correct...the flowers were sparse.
We found Checkers and some chicken,
filled up with diesel and left again. We were now anxious to get back to Skilpad..the sun was shining !
Again we stopped to take photos.
The building under the trees is the reception to the park.
and another vista of the park.
Wendy and Anne popped into the little shop while I played outside.
It was still a bit cloudy and overcast and the gazanias had not opened fully.
Other daisies had opened though.
There were many Foam Grasshoppers around but as you all know I am not keen on getting too close to them.
Apparently these grasshoppers are slow moving and flightless and secrete a foamy poisonous substance when molested. I was not convinced about their tardiness though… to me they moved along at a rapid rate...okay so they cannot fly but I bet you they can jump !!!!!!
A view of the park.
When Wendy emerged from the shop she spotted the following sign.
Of course Wendy being Wendy she wanted to explore further but I flatly refused
….how would I ever explain that one to her SO.
He would never let her go away with me again !!!! I bundled her back into the car and headed for the chalet…I had a hunger pang again !!!!