“Camdeboo” what a beautiful name. What does it mean? It sounds like the name for a magical kingdom in a Fairy Tale. I can just hear the story beginning... “In a far off mystical land, in the Kingdom of Camdeboo.....”
The majestic grandeur of the Rock Cathedral before us, across the deep valley, with its magnificent rock formations; their tall pinnacles standing like sentinels guarding the valley below, does something to the human spirit ... The silence, except for the soft sound of the wind and the occasional call from a bird swooping down to disappear in the valley far below sets the scene for feelings of a deep reverence for creation.
Here in this sacred place, something beautiful happens to the human soul, a mystical connection is made, and that small flame that lives deep within each of us, brightens and glows. For a brief moment it lights the soul, bringing with it a deep mix of emotions that is impossible to describe. Feelings of belonging, an almost certainty that there is meaning in this life, a sense of purpose, a design and destiny beyond anything our limited minds can grasp. But there is also a deep aching sadness and loneliness, a sense of separation, separation from our real home, a longing to cross the barrier that keeps us trapped in this limited world.
I stand here overwhelmed by my insignificance in this scene. What is my small instant of life in a universe that man has estimated to be 15 billion years in existence. For how many aeon's have these mountains stood here, these magnificent rock formations silently watching the valley below. What dramas have played out far below, what changes have they witnessed. If they could speak what would they say
Perhaps they would tell us of their birth, of the power and might of nature as she shaped and formed the surface of the earth so long ago, of the slow beginnings of life, of the roar and terror of the dragons who roamed the valley below for millions of years. Of the advent of man and his struggle to subdue and conquer the land.
Would they speak sadly of his mistakes, how through his lack of understanding he has misused the earth, slowly eroding the intricate web of life that nature has so carefully developed over so many millennia.
Would they remind us that Nature is patient and long suffering, but is abused at man's own risk. That it will brush him aside with impunity and rebuild the earth without him if he continues for too long on his path of destruction
But today perhaps the Mountains would look down on a small, but very special part of the valley, a green jewel called Camdeboo National Park, and say. “Man learns slowly, but he is an intelligent being and there are signs of an awakening, an understanding that nature cannot be conquered ... We will continue to stand here and watch ....”
Db nudges me, “I'm getting wet and cold and by the look of the sky we're in for heavy rain, we'd better get back to the car”. I nod in agreement and we head back to the car park to take the short drive down to the valley floor.