New Year's Eve in our village, with Inthran, Indran, Alkesh and Avi kicked-off what promises to be a joyful 2025!
2025 Jan - Eastern Cape Coastal Mountains
After 2 weeks at home with my Dad, while his carers took a well-deserved break, Nishan and I were ready to return to work.
As we set off, I wondered, uneasily, if we should have postponed our trip to Tsitsikamma and just headed back to work.
Arcacia Karroo
Coffee Bay
It rained most of this leg of the trip, but that didn't dampen our experience. We absolutely loved the drive through the misty, green, rolling hills in the area. Our journey there over-shadowed our impression of Coffee Bay and the hole-in-the-wall; but, perhaps swimming around the hole-in-the-wall on a hot day might have changed my mind.
I was never sure, when the drone went out of sight, if it would return; but Nishan had lots of fun with it.
Coffee Bay
Hole-in-the-wall
We were the only guests at the campsite, so we had direct access to the bay.
Addo Elephant National Park
No drones allowed !
Not the reception we expected
The camp/caravan site, if you can ignore your human neighbours, does feel like you are in the bush.
The kind of picnic area we need at hazelmere
Steytlerville and Patensie, via Antonies Pass
It was difficult working out what Baviaanskloof is, and how to navigate it. At Steytlerville, when I explained to Nishan that Patensie was our next stop; and this is how we would see Baviaanskloof; he said: "Shouldn't we at least be heading to where Google Maps says Baviaankloof is?" After a heated discussion, I unfortunately won that argument, since neither of us knew any better, and I had at least done my research.
Grootrivierspoort. Blissfully unaware of the harrowing challenge ahead.

At this point, reversing up the hill was not an option. Through this first precipitous section of Antonies Pass, I was too terrified to take pics worried I would tip the van over with any sudden move.
A breakfast to ease the nerves
Through this second section, I monitored the minutes and kms, waiting for the point where I was comfortable that I could walk to Patensie if we got stuck.
Had we known the condition of the pass, we would never have taken that route. But in hindsight, it was a wonderful experience, with great views of the Cockscomb. And Nishan learnt a life-skill that we used many times again on the holiday. It was the test-drive, for the beautiful passes we were yet to see.
Storms River Mouth Rest Camp
The closest to the sea we have slept; a little too noisy for Nishan, therapeutic for me
The campsite
The oceanette
A school of +20 dolphins
Inspired by my Weekend Warriors Otter Trail hike, I had to hike to the waterfall.
The brochure said wear good shoes and return before high-tide - so we did. But, I definitely underestimated the challenge. It felt like Antonies pass all-over again - only I am not a Hilux !! I over-heated getting there; so the icy pool of water was a welcome treat and memory-reset. I now have even greater respect for my camino warriors.


A very leisurely walk to the suspension bridge (with our good shoes on) pushed me into another unexpectedly precarious position. When we encountered the large male adult, in our pathway, directly in front of us, with no intention to move his troop along, despite Nishan's attempts to distract and challenge him, I started heading back. Whether it was the yellow bag, which looked like a bunch of bananas, on Nishan's back, or not, the troop leader started moving along the path towards us, with his +30 strong troop moving towards us in the surround trees . I was well on my way back to the campsite, when Nishan caught up with me and told me to wait until the troop passes. Relunctantly, I headed for the sea for safety, (incorrectly) hoping that baboons don't swim. I waded through the water and planted myself on a rock with waves bashing around me. Nishan waited on the beach for the troop to pass. I did not let go of the small rock (weapon) in my hand until we go to the end of the suspension bridge. Luckily, the rest of our walk was beautiful and serene. I was relieved when we finally started seeing people on our way back.
Natures valley
George
Montagu Pass
Swartberg Pass
Blown away at the top! (This pic was taken by the cyclists .)
Cyclists!?
Meiringspoort. Our most scenic drive.
Baviaanskloof [Take II]
Having come down from Steytlerville along the most eastern side of the kloof, then up to Willowmore along the most western side of the kloof, we finally traversed the kloof from west (Willowmore) to east (Kougadam / Patensie) along the R332 - which is the typical 6 hour Baviaanskloof trip. (Understood better now, after much googling, and having seen the kloof on our way to storms river.)
Willowmore. (Chips the only veg option )
Sunrise at the start of the R332
The shy baboons
river rossings
A picnic in the Wilderness Area with the vervet monkeys.
The grassy hills of Baviaanskloof
Gariep Dam

Some R&R for the slave and driver at the campsite
Somerset Park
I was not able to spend my Dad's 87th birthday with him. To make up for that lost moment, I hope he can enjoy my experience vicariously from our stories. The trip brought back memories of our roadtrip to CTN when I was a child. I am so grateful for the early adventures he took my family on. I may not have been able to adapt to the unexpected turns on this trip, had I not had the fortune of watching my parents navigate such moments growing up.