Winter in the Hoek

Winter, believe it or not!

cape peninsula extravaganza

Autumn has long passed and it is mid winter now. Waiting for the storms and the cold to still come I am enjoying hiking a lot these days in the beautiful Cape.
Some impressions of two hikes I did around Kalk Bay a few months ago.

just beautiful

day trippin in wine country

Paul boosting, despite cheese grating his arm in the rock garden earlier in the day.

Autumn has settled in in the Cape, bringing with it some of the best riding conditions of the year. Tacky dirt and powder blue skies. What started off as a chilled Saturday morning ride turned into 4hrs of burning down trails, sending it and then hiking back up for some more. The weather was perfect and everyone was throwing it down, as the craziness unfolded.

the first stepdown at the top of the track gets everything going. after that instinct kicks in.

ooster booster

what can be better than to wake up to a beautiful sunrise in front of a surf spot?

our home for tonight... 

We found ourselves in Stilbaai, a funny place with a beautiful beach and luckily a restaurant that is open after dark. Pretty much dead out of season, which suited us just fine: we had decided to camp in the small reserve at the point. Everyone had left after their sundowners and braais, we were completely alone to enjoy the peace and quiet and millions of starts. The local fishermen arrived with the sunrise to announce the first surf of the day.

watching the sunrise from our "tent"

between here and there

On a stormy morning before easter, a few hungry souls gathered on a beach at dawn. Over steaming coffee they discussed the tide and swell direction and the day before, until inevitably a wave detonated over the slab-like sandbank. The sea had beckoned and it was time.

"Come out and play," beckoned the sea.

Paranoid?

 "It's only paranoia if they aren't really there..."

Or at least that is how the saying goes.

Every time I pull into the car park at Paranoia, that saying resurfaces and I remember exactly what it is that I love and hate about the spot. Because Paranoia is a place of contradictions.

Clean lines rolling on home

the earlyworm

Pringle Bay

The thing with the early worm is sometimes you are gonna get skunked. And when you do, it's much worse than any other.
Who in their right mind wants to drag themselves out of bed at 4.30am to drive out into the middle of nowhere to throw themselves into the sea before work.

And sure enough, when your alarm does go off, those are exactly the kind of questions that you are asking yourself. But then you remember the worm... it's always been about the worm...