Ingredients for a perfect honeymoon in South Africa
byHubbie and I spent our honeymoon backpacking around South America. We snorkelled with sea-lions in the Galapagos, chewed coca leaves in Cusco and pretended…
South Africa
Timamoon – the most seductive lodge in South Africa
byA perfect stay at Timamoon luxury retreat A beautiful naked woman stood luxuriating in the cool water of an outdoor rain shower at Timamoon Lodge,…
The Map room in Franschhoek – a bolt hole for explorers
byClint Eastwood and maps. Two of my most favourite things and both of them right here at the Map Room in Franschhoek. Had the…
Blyde River – the most spectacular canyon you’ve never heard of
byI’d never even heard of the Blyde River Canyon, let alone realised it was in fact the third largest in the world, after the Grand…
Dar Amane – Graskop’s hidden heaven
bySometimes a place can bring me to tears. It’s happened on a few occasions and taken me a bit by surprise considering I’m not…
Microlighting the Blyde River Canyon
byThere was one experience, above all others, that I was looking forward to the most on our latest South Africa trip. It wasn’t the…
A vintage day out on the Franschhoek Wine Tram
byI’m getting ripened berries. I’m getting tones of dark chocolate. I’m getting flavours of mature oak. Actually I wasn’t getting anything as I had…
Ulusaba – where everybody knows your name
byUlusaba literally means ‘place of little fear’ in the local Shangaan language, and whilst this is certainly true, after our visit we like to…
Ulusaba’s BIG Five – and I’m not talking about animals
byLicking the chocolate sauce from around his chops and swigging the remnants of his champagne, Hubbie scampered back to our bush vehicle and deposited…
How to survive South African self drive
byWhy does it always happen to us? My heart sank as the traffic policeman pulled us over whilst we attempted to negotiate our way out…
Can luxury and dung beetles really be bed buddies?
byWe just had to stay at the Addo Dung Beetle Guest Farm. With a name like that and being a stone’s throw away from…
Lions before breakfast – Hluhluwe Imfolozi
byI stared at the storm of flies buzzing frenziedly around the steaming entrails. Trickles of blood were slowly creeping along the furrows of the dried mud track and I couldn’t rid…