First, a shout out of thanks to those of you that have replied to my previous posts. It’s great to hear from you; it gives me a sense of satisfaction knowing that I am not just writing this blog to hear myself talk to myself.
My arrival to Cape Town late on May 4th initiated what I thought would be a couple days of frenzied activity on my part to get ready for my overland trip, including getting a South African sim card for my mobile hotspot so that I can communicate with the world while in SA (you are the beneficiaries), going to the ATM and getting lots of Rand for my expenses while in SA, getting acquainted with my “Green Dragon” and all its features (which you can read all about on the Vehicle page of this site), shopping for some additional desired camping supplies (such as a nice reclining camp chair for the hours spent in camp relaxing during the middle of most days – nothing like a comfortable camp chair for this purpose), and stocking up on household supplies and groceries.
Now, I did tell you what it means to say “it’s Africa”, didn’t I? Well, if not, it means, expect that everything – even the simplest things sometimes – will likely take a little (or a lot) longer. I experienced my first “Africa” hurdle shortly after arriving and meeting up with my Green Dragon. After driving it briefly I quickly realized that it is badly in need oif a frontend alignment and wheel balance — can’t drive the distance I am going to drive with a bad alignment. Well, my Green Dragon is an older vehicle (2012) and it’s seen a few rugged miles, so it is not too surprising that an alignment and balance would be needed. After 1 shop tried and failed to complete the alignment, claiming the adjusting bolts were “frozen”, another shop gave up before even trying, another sent me to yet another shop, who sent me yet to another shop, who said they could do it but because it was 1 hour from the early 2 pm closing time on Saturday, that I would have to come back Monday morning for the job. So, what should have been a couple hours in the morning on Saturday turned into a full day of running around and getting essentially nowhere, and now a “forced” stay in Cape Town of another day (or two or three if things go the way they could go – read on to see the outcome). So, as my son said in his reply to a previous post, “Hakuna Matata”. No worries, just relax and enjoy where you are.
With that being said, I did just that. As I write this post, I am lying comfortably atop my Green Dragon in the pop-up roof tent on the coast of Cape Point on the breathtaking penninsula outside of Cape Town listening to the following:
Can you guess what it is? You guessed it, nesting African penguins in the bushes right beside my vehicle. The young nestlings are whining constantly (for food I suspect) in a high pitched wine that sounds like, well, baby puppies whining or whimpering. I can’t seem to capture the audio of the nestlings with my voice recorder or I would share. Periodically the adults, who must be guarding them closely, chime in with a duet of wonderfully varied coos, gurgles and brays that quickly rises to a crescendo and then trails off slowly, with the whole chorus lasting just a few seconds – as you heard above. The closest sound that comes to mine to me is braying donkeys. What does it sound like to you? Imagine this on a backdrop of gentle waves crashing, more like caressing, the rocky shoreline below, which isn’t audible in this recording – sublime! Don’t you wish you were here? Here is a picture of my overnight parking/sleeping spot at the end of an ocean-front street – yes, iOverlander listed it as an undesignated camping spot and there were no signs to say otherwise, so what the hell.

Here is the bush to the left of the vehicle (not visible in phote above) and the entrance to the penguin nest.

You know you are not in Kansas anymore when you come across a road sign like the following:

The next day was Sunday, so nothing could be done except enjoy the Cape. So, I took a drive down and around Cape Point and the Cape of Good Hope, which are part of Table Mountain National Park that occupy the mountain highlands and tip of the Cape penninsular. Most of the coastline and lower hills above are developed but still quite beautiful as in the following pictures:


Hiked out to Cape of Good Hope which is almost the southern tip of Africa (not quite, as there is another cape to the east that jutts south a little farther). Beautiful scrub-dominated mountainous headlands as shown here:



Came across some of these guys (gals actually) up close and personal in the scrublands just above the bluffs in the picture above of Cape of Good Hope (not what I was expecting to see in this landscape, but fun nonetheless):


OK, there is more to the neverending Green Dragon story that is still in progress as of now – which is Monday night, but I am running out of battery and want to get something posted, so stay tuned for what I hope to be a final wrap up on the vehicle issue tomorr. Cheers!
