• Grant Mills
  • Grant Mills

South Africa 2025

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  • Trip start
    November 20, 2025

    Stanford and Hermanus

    November 22, 2025 in South Africa ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Born of a series of events or circumstances that morphed into a trip, no necessarily happy or easy to explain. Firstly, back to the western Cape to the town in which my parents had resided upon retirement; and secondly, joining a major family expedition to the game reserves of the Eastern Transvaal.
    The Cape is notorious for the summer south easterly winds, and did not disappoint on arrival snd my sister’s little Jimny pushed bravely up Sir Lowrys Pass along with the trucks and speeding weekenders. From the top of the pass I look back at the playground of my younger years, the Cape Peninsula and Table Mountain.
    Dropping down the other side of the pass to Hermanus and the spectacular coastline. Stanford is a quiet yet vibrant little town with an active community. That evening, we were treated to a performance and a small hall called Die Ou-Lap Saal, a bit like Wauchope Arts or Kendal Hall. Peter Stacey, as a young man, aspires to be a singer songwriter and started out as they all do, playing gigs around Johannesburg or Durban and making his way in artistic poverty. His first album, at the height of the apartheid era, The Road Is Much Longer (1979), included outspoken political songs. Soon he found his gigs were being cancelled and no one would book him. His album was censored by the record company after receiving legal advice. Unable to support himself, he abandoned music and took a job as a camera man, travelling to areas of conflict around the world. Ten years later, as the steel grip of apartheid eased, he re-emerged as a musician with some success. Strangely, perhaps, he met the policeman who was responsible for shutting down his music life. They paired up and toured Europe, spreading a message of reconciliation. Gotta love Africa.
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  • Asfontein and the Agulhas Coast

    November 23, 2025 in South Africa ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    Baardskeerdersbos, a tiny scruffy hamlet on the dirt road to Asfontein, is not a place I would stop for a shave. Directly translated, means “beard cutters bush”.
    Further on we stop to collect the key left under a rock beside the stairs up to the Black Oyster Catcher Estate.
    In the field of chaff I spot a Denhams Bustard and further on, a pair of Jackal Buzzards tending their hatchlings in a dead tree.
    Asfontein is an old low white washed farmhouse acquired by my parents some 35 years ago. It rises from the rough scrub and Milk Bush and slabs of orange lichen covered rocks mere metres from the crashing ocean of the Agulhas Coast. It is a place of many memories. My mother, wasted from cancer, sat by the mullioned window staring out to sea, a rug on her knees, the wind whistling over the thatched roof.
    The water for the cottage comes from Die Oog, the eye, a natural spring where the underground water filtered by the mountains, tastes elvish.
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  • Langhuis

    November 23, 2025 in South Africa ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    The thorns of the tree, Ziziphus mucronata, are spaced along the length of every branch in pairs. One of the pair points robustly outward and forward while the other curves back and inward in the opposite direction. Nguni legend says the thorns tell us something about ourselves - that we must look ahead to the future, but we must never forget where we came from. (Ian McCullum)

    Walk at dusk, alert for puff adders in the thick fynbos, the low sun ahead creating silhouettes of the jagged rocks; a Hadeda Ibis sits atop a gargoyle.
    The wind is strangely still as I set the fire just metres from the waves. Out comes a cold Castle lager and my feet rest on the hearth as the evening chill greets me and I look up at Aldebaran and Rigel, split by the galactic equator.
    My sister, Shannon, joins me, an open bottle of red in hand and the fireside talk starts.
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  • Hoedspruit to Satara KNP

    November 26, 2025 in South Africa ⋅ 🌙 23 °C

    What a wildlife bonanza. Animals literally jumping into the vehicle. Not really, but it started with a lion kills and among the pride was one of four of the rare white lions.
    We rolled past elephant herds with babies; impala dropping lambs; the list goes on and then on the top we spotted a pair of pearl backed owls feeding a young on a rodent catch. Even our guide was whelmed.
    Entered the camp just before closing time to enjoy one of the best steaks ever washed down with some fine wine and fun company.
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  • Kruger to the Hyena’s Den

    November 29, 2025 in South Africa ⋅ ☁️ 26 °C

    A hot breeze and the storm clouds build over the escarpment west of us. It is comfortable in the open safari vehicle as we make our way to Satara Camp deep in the Kruger.
    The temperature climbed toward forty; our enthusiasm waned not as we headed into the park in our safari vehicle. Over the next two days we were awed by a parade of wildlife previously unmatched. Now into spring, the animals are dropping of calves and foals and cubs had occurred and we squealed with delight to see impala lambs stretching their legs and spronging about or hyena cubs peaking out of the den, sniffing the air and tentatively exploring their surrounds in the dusk. And the baby baboons romping in the scrub wrecking the furniture. And I won’t trouble you with the birds - the list is too long, but include pearl-spotted owls feeding on a rodent kill and a mating pair of extremely endangered hooded vultures; lions seemed to be following us, feeding on a recent kill. Then the rain came and we splashed along - the lion took to walking along the road.
    Some things take too many words so photos help.
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    Trip end
    December 5, 2025