April
4th,
2011 (January 2011) – Say rhinoceroses five times super fast.
I f***ing dare you. After being forced to retreat from our Tugela
Falls expedition and driving for most of the day we finally settled
in the town of Clarens after
passing through Golden
Gate Highlands National Park. I’ve heard both are lovely.
I wouldn’t really know myself. We passed through Golden Gate at
night and left Clarens early the next morning. We’d planned on
camping in the park for a couple of nights followed by a stay in
Clarens. The weather was wholly uncooperative. The gentleman at the
hostel pointed out it was the rainy season. Got it. I understood but
started to wonder when the building of an ark would be justified. The
phrase ‘cats and dogs’ came to mind.
So we
saw Golden Gate at night and Clarens early in the morning when it and
the exquisite scenery that surrounds it were ensconced in fog. Boo.
We thought about waiting it out but so much rain had fallen that
there would have been little hope of hiking or doing much of anything
for that matter. So we moved on.
Another
long day of driving landed us in Queenstown where
we checked into a B&B and then quickly checked out. We just
couldn’t bring ourselves to pay $70 for a room that was mediocre at
best. Have I mentioned my disenchantment with overpriced hotel
rooms? We’d have to feel pretty strongly to unpack the car after a
day of driving only to repack and take off. Luckily, we found a
lovely B&B by the name of Peter B’s for around $40. It was much
bigger and had a small kitchen. Sometimes persistence pays off.
Sometimes it leads to bitter head-thrashing frustration. Thankfully,
this was an example of the former. We needed it. We needed it bad.
