How is it, that when we don't have any "set routine", so many interesting opportunities arise all around us  ?

I had wanted to walk through some of the little galleries scattered around Onrus.
Have a lazy day.
First though, I took in a bag of laundry.

They run several small businesses out of the local laundry, one of them, servicing some of the hundreds of holiday homes, is run by the gorgeous… Amanda.
Amanda invited me to "do the rounds" with her, see around Hermanus.

What a great day.

Holiday homes always fascinate me.
New & old, historic even.
Some are palatial, some simple, some filled with all the gadgets, & others, minimimalistic.

We had one in the Drakensberg mountains, so I know the joy.
Also the drag they can be when personal circumstances change, &, be sure of it… For better or for worse…They WILL change.

Hermanus's all had their own intimate stories to tell… They were an intriguing peek behind the curtains.

Thank you Amanda, for a lekker day.
I didn't see it coming.

Cats n' dogs, red rags & bulls,  motorcyclists & traffic cops…
They simply DON'T GET ON together.

Ah, but not here, check out the poster…

A motorcycle rally arranged & sponsored by the Hermanus traffic department…
WHAT  ? ?
How cool is that  ?

Mmmm… Maybe Ceres should be second on the relocation list.
There's a healthy vibe here… You can feel it.

After almost 3 months of travelling…
The first full day of persistent rain… Bloody cold too.
Personally, I LOVE it…
It brings out the Pommie in me…

Oh hell, yes… There's another one…

"How many of us ARE there"  ?
"Sorry Gypsy, in spite of myself, I have to wonder"…

The rain almost put a damper on the festivities at the finish of the "Wine to Whales"…

A 3 day, cross country mountain bike ride through the local wine route, over the mountains & into Onrus…
WOW, what a ride…
What great organisation…
Heavy logistics… I spoke to Andre' & his wife who make a living out of transporting bicycles around the country in their HUGE, piggy back, custom built, container, behind a Mercedes Actros 13/17.
They were interested in Nyati, because they intend converting their transporter into a mobile home… A bloody big one.

There'd be 3 events over the week, all running the same course.
Thousands of cyclists through the mountains… Eish.
Sensibly, they don't mix different levels of expertise…
Too technical…
That would be inviting tears.
Well, there was no shortage of blood n' tears, anyway… Claret, I'm told.

Helen & I rode several Argus Cycle Tours around the Cape peninsula.
They were wonderfully organised too, & we enjoyed doing them… I think.
Especially the finishes.

We also organised & ran the "Tour de Kloof".  A purely family fun ride, around our leafy lanes, raising funds for local charities.

THIS though, is in another league altogether.
This's tough guy stuff.

I just stood out of the rain, under some canvas & watched, a big hamburger in one hand, a glass of red wine in the other…
Smiling…
There was a distinct shortage of smiles at the finish… I smiled for them.

Very, very well done, one & all.
Competitors, organisers & sponsors.

Maybe next year… Maybe.   😉

Now though, there's the twisting, mountain edge "Whale route" to follow.
In & out of all those beautiful little, some not so, bays, Betty's, Pringle's, Gordon's.

I'm excited.

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