(27 may, from my journal) after sitting in anthills twice, i think i have finally found a safe place to write from. thank goodness there are no fire ants in south africa!
it is a beautiful day and we are at what bugs calls 'the dam,' a man-made reservoir near the village of villiersdorp, about 1:15 east of cape town. bugs has a caravan here and belongs to the water sport club, and comes here about every second weekend. it was a lovely drive out, via butterfly world, and with a stunning view of franschhoek valley as we crossed the hottentots-holland mountain range.
this weekend is the closing of the sailing season and as such, quite a few people went out on the water for a closing cruise. i was lucky enough to get on a boat and tag along, the first time i have been sailing in about 18 years. it was a great ride – there was a steady breeze, and the crew of four were mostly my age and very experienced as a sailing team.
after dinner, which was scheduled for about two hours after we returned to land, i turned in early (under my two duvets and three blankets), listened briefly to the frogs singing, and then slept nearly 11 hours.
this morning after breakfast, bugs had a club meeting to attend, so i was free to explore my own. it is a glorious day and the sun is shining on the water, so i went for a walk partway around the reservoir, which is surrounded on most sides by mountains. i made it as far as a marshy spot where the river enters the reservoir and got a wet foot hopping onto a deceptively firm-looking sandbank, then turned back.
and now i am sitting in the shade of a willow a few dozen meters from the water's edge, listening to the birds singing, and it is lovely. there is snow on the top of a nearby mountain, a light warm breeze, a dog playing in the shallow water, and i have found a place where the ants are not running up and down my legs. perfect.
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