A week ago today I returned from four days in the Cedarberg with some of our staff and boys who were busy with their annual wilderness adventure course. The contrast between the quiet and sparsely beautiful Cedarberg and the frenetic Christmas activity in the shops couldn’t be more pronounced.
I took a number of pictures:
The first one shows the wildness and dryness of the mountainous area. As you can see, it is beautiful but also quite desolate.
The third is of two boys abseiling down a 25 metre cliff face. I was pretty scared just before it was my turn to abseil (first I might add, since I had to be at the bottom of the cliff to un-clip the boys when they got down there). After the initial fear had worn off, I was looking forward to some controlled falling. Unfortunately that didn’t happen since the line was too tight. Either that or I wasn’t skilled enough in using my weight to do those graceful and quite dramatic jumps that you see in the movies. I ended up hanging by a rope and being lowered some of the way.
I got back to Cape Town to a sick toddler and exhausted wife. I’d forgotten just how awful it is when Leah is sick. She’s better now but looks like a spotty dog. Yesterday I was pointing out all the Christmas decorations in the shops and explaining that just as we have a Christmas tree and the Teletubbies have their tree, the shops are also celebrating Christmas. Leah’s response: ‘Christmas is all around.’ When I reported this to Lindy she said I was imagining it. Very possibly, and of course I haven’t been able to get her to repeat it. 🙂