On 17 December 2010 we packed up two daughters, two grandsons and ourselves into the Caravelle and left Cape Town for our annual pilgrimage to visit our kids and kin in Kokstad, KZN. The usual plan is that the daughters and grandkids in their own time fly back home while Earliebird and I continue to Kruger for a couple of weeks before returning to normal life. In 2010, however, we did Kgalagadi in April and Kurger in October so we felt it would be pure over-indulgence to do another long Kruger trip so soon after the last. So we opted instead to take a slow meander home to Cape Town - via
Mountain Zebra and Addo, visit friends in Jeffrey's Bay then arrive home in time to help the grandkids settle into the new school year.
En Route to Kokstad we stopped overnight in Graaff-Reinet and did a quick day trip to Camdeboo National Park.
17 December 2010 Camdeboo National Park
We arrived at lunch time and checked into our guest house, The Old Caledonia. We were all housed in a flat with three bedrooms, a lounge, kitchen and one bathroom. It was decorated in the style of something out of the 70s but it was spacious, clean and above all cheap at only R1 100 for all six of us. I thought the lime green of the bathroom a bit kitsch but Jay said he liked it. I must say the place did have a charm all of its own! And we thoroughly enjoyed the picutresque town of Graaff Reinet! After a brief afternoon nap (for Earl) we piled back into the Caravelle and explored Camdeboo National Park. Earl and I were not expecting much and the main purpose of the trip was to see The Valley of desolation in one part of the park. We presented our Wild Card, paid for the two extra people and drove in. The boys were thrilled to stop for some weird Karoo lizards and the odd buck and bird but nothing too exciting to see.

We parked at “The View Point” and after a short walk enjoyed panoramic views of the whole town. The boys were as usual not wearing shoes and Jay managed to get a scrape! Back at the parking lot we found an enormous tortoise.

The next stop was at The Valley of Desolation. Lisa freaked because the hyper-active boys went close to the edge, deliberately scaring her and pretending to trip and fall. I was taking photographs. “The headlines will read – ‘this is the last spot they were seen’,” she warned her dismissive sons. “Oh, Mom – don’t worry – we promise we won’t fall.” Then Josh stubbed his toe and blood spurted everywhere. The first-aid kit was at the flat but luckily we had wet-wipes and plasters in the car.


Next, we went to another section of the park through a different gate but our receipt from the first section got us in at no extra cost. Well, what a surprise! This is where they were hiding the game.
All the Karoo locals were there – adorable ground squirrels with their long bushy tails, meerkats (surricates) standing up straight and checking for predators, shy little duikers and steenbok, kudu with long curly horns, eland, zebra, springbok and scores of vervet monkeys which made us all shriek with laughter. We saw a variety of active birds too including ant-eating chat, karoo larks, pale chanting goshawks and a black-shouldered kite catching a mouse. The boys were delighted and Jay had fun with my camera and took some pretty good photographs.




We had to leave all too soon and went straight to a restaurant for supper and then back to the flat for an early night. We had to make an early start next day for the last leg of our trek to Kokstad.