Tuesday, November 16, 2021

MENU visits the Karoo and the Garden Route 12. The Mountain Zebra National Park and Cradock

The next overnight stop on our journey was to be Cradock. It is only 2½ hours from Nieu Bethesda, on the N9 and N10. They are very good National Roads, so we could happily purr along at 120Km/h. We were now on the Highveld, about 1500 metres above sea level. Sheep became scarce; there was more dry grass, golden in colour, and it began to look more like the Pampas in South America, studded with cattle farms. The flat-topped mountains and kopjes were straight out of Pierneef paintings, with his same soft light and soft colours of greys, blues and mauves. And the geology changed; no more uplift, more erosion. Then, slowly, we started to descend and our ears kept popping. There were many huge juggernauts headed south to Port Elizabeth

The road was long and straight, marked with really interesting rock and mountain formations, like this Mesa

Just outside Cradock, at 3.30, we saw a sign similar to this and remembered that we had the Mountain Zebra National Park on our list of essential places to see. It is only 14Km out of town. We had said that we would check in between 5 and 6 at our next accommodation in Cradock and we had time to visit the park, so we headed straight there

Because we would be in and out of Addo and intend visiting other National Parks in the next year,
we bought the Wild Card, a season ticket which gives access for a year to all National Parks for South African residents,
and set off to explore the park

Day tickets cost a reasonable R60 for local adults and R30 for children

The Mountain Zebra National Park is not just for zebras; it has a wide range of animals, some that surprised even us
Our first sighting was grazing Mountain Zebras (Equus zebra zebra), standing in the hot Eastern Cape sun

They have stronger black stripes and do not have the Burchell's zebra's shadow stripe

The Mountain Zebra Park is dry, like most places in the Eastern Cape, but we saw lots of wild flowers
The park is very good but, because there is almost no water, the animals are quite widely spaced

A resting Blesbok (Damaliscus pygargus phillipsi)

Then a herd of Blesbok

Two baby Springbok lying low in the grass near their mothers
There are predators like cheetah, lion and hyenas

A young Springbok (Antidorcas marsupialis)

Cape mountain zebra with very impressive stripes, almost a licorice allsorts pattern

Red hartebeest (Alcelaphus buselaphus caama)

The park is set on several hills, so there are wonderful views as you drive around

We didn’t get out and, sadly, we didn’t see any lions

But we did see the interesting range of hills stretching to the horizon

A very good view of South African Karoo veld. The drive up to the top of the kopje is wonderful
and you have views of “miles and miles of bloody Africa”, to paraphrase some author, from the top

From this viewpoint you can see some of the park's roads and waterholes,
now mostly just round concrete dams with windmills pumping, because of the long drought
There are animals in front but they are well camouflaged

We hoped to see the lions. Sadly, we didn’t;
we saw the handsome zebras, lots of different antelopes, baboons and a few ostriches

And then on the way out, we stopped in shock as we turned a corner, something so rare. There, right close to the road, was a pair of black or hook-lipped rhinoceros (Diceros bicornis)! The information leaflet we had been given made no mention of them at all. It appears they have been there a while. They are quite different from the much less endangered white rhino we have seen in Kruger. Our Cradock landlord was pea green with envy; he goes often to the park and had never seen them

You don’t mess with Rhino, she is giving us a good stare

Then it was time to check into our accommodation, which was a huge disappointment as, frankly, was Cradock. It did not live up to the Booking.com description at all and was so cramped and small, dusty and uncared for. The towels and sheets were grey. We had to use the bed as a table to open our computers to read mail, save the day’s photographs and write the daily diary. Sometimes photographs on accommodation websites do not give the real picture

The only food preparation facility in the room was a simple microwave, a tiny fridge and a kettle, so we decided to make cheese and ham toasties on the braai! We had been promised a garden view (there was none from our room) and seating outside our room. The seating was one rusted steel chair with a tiny, round, rusted wire-topped table. So we moved out into the large garden on the other side of the large house. There was only one other guest. A few small twigs and branches gave John just enough fire to make respectable toasted sandwiches; what we really fancied after all the huge meals we had been eating. We were road weary and just fancied something light. Banting has definitely reduced our intake, but it is impossible to do it religiously when travelling like this. Salads and vegetables do not seem to be a regular Karoo menu feature. We would be self catering at Addo, so we would be able to cook better balanced food there. After the toasties and two cold beers, we went early to bed to read our books

Cradock is shockingly run down. The potholes are huge, the roads bad, and there are so many poor and unemployed on every street. It was not the highlight of our trip and we cannot recommend it. We needed to find a place for breakfast and friends had recommended The Shed, which turned out to offer a good, filling breakfast

We sat on the covered terrace and had to listen to a group of women at the other end
having a loud religious meeting for the entire time we were there

To go with the toast but charged extra

Toasted ciabatta, bacon, scrambled egg and a sweet tomato chutney

John had the brown toast

And so, back on the road - to Addo and River Front Estate (click here)

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MENU visits the Karoo and the Garden Route 11. The little village called Nieu Bethesda

After our time in Graaff-Reinet, we made our way to Nieu Bethesda, a quick detour on our way to our overnight stay in Cradock. John's mother was born there and Lynne had never been to this tiny village that does not seem to have aged in 150 years. We drove to Nieu Bethesda along beautiful roads and gentle passes. We were relieved to find that most of the road to the historic village was paved and, when it became a dirt road, it was in good condition

The Compassberg (2502m) is the highest peak in the Sneeuberg range and is the second highest in the Eastern Cape
It does look a little like an aged Queen Victoria, asleep

Small kopjes on the road, where we passed a herd of horses, apparently not wild;
just allowed to roam the veld by the owner

The distinctive bulk of the Toring, or Tower, dominates the view as one descends the Voor Sneeuberg into Nieu Bethesda
It is the most extraordinary geological formation

One of the wandering horses

Google translation: drove to the nut, literally "driven to death"

Under the shade of some ancient wild pear trees was this farm stall, advertising things to tempt us

"Climb over this gate and you'll die"

and, next door, some sheep

Curious owl sculptures for sale, echoing those of eccentric sculptor Helen Martins, the talented late owner of the Owl House, which is now a major tourist attraction in the village. Her story is quite a sad one, as she committed suicide after filling her house and garden with many varied, impressive and some strange concrete sculptures

And lots of other curious things, including some bygones
We bought some very dry game biltong, good droƫwors and some marmalade

Lots of pickles, atchars and jams at reasonable prices

and, on a shelf, a reminder: Here's where it all started -
 John's mother gave him a camera like this for Christmas in 1956, when he was 11. Lynne had one too

The avenue of wild pear trees was in full bloom. They must have been planted many, many years ago
The white blossoms lay like snowdrifts on the street
It obviously has underground water, as there are also huge green weeping willows and tamarisk trees

A horse and a donkey sharing a paddock

Mountain view

It’s a very small, old fashioned village, with untarred roads
The houses are old with covered verandas and have good space between them
The streets do not have pavements and were made very wide, so that ox wagons could turn in them
This is one of the old houses on the main street, now backpackers’ accommodation

We went to the tourist office inside this one, but found it rather sparse in history, sadly

John had seen the Owl House before, when Helen Martins was still alive, and we didn't visit it. Here is a link to the history of Helen Martins and the Owl House - https://www.sahistory.org.za/people/helen-elizabeth-martins. This is where you book the tickets to view the house. It was rather too pricy for our budget

John was keen to see the local cemetery to see if there were any family members buried there. His grandparents, William and Drienie Duncan, lived here after their marriage. His great-aunt Hester died in 1908, before his mother, Janet was born in 1909; we knew there might be a grave. We were so impressed at how neat, tidy and well kept the cemetery is

and we did find her grave,

still in remarkable condition. A lovely family connection with the village still exists

On top of a rather high kopje behind the village, we spotted this cliff-hanger cow. Risky!

Lynne insisted that we visit this house, which had many bygones for sale

And it was untended; you could shop and just leave the correct money in a teapot on the counter or do an EFT! We’ve seen this in the UK, but never thought we would see it here. We met a charming couple from Durbanville who were looking at the vast selection, mostly of CDs, and exclaiming at what they found to buy. Lynne bought a tiny Chinese teacup and left the R20 in the pot

The honesty shop interior, taken through a window on the stoep; obviously the home of the owner

Goats wandering along the main street, probably quite good at cleaning up, although we did see a street sweeper

We had been recommended to go to a restaurant called Stirlings. It was closed
It was hot by 12 and we were thirsty, so we went looking for something cool to drink
Fortuitously, we found a sign pointing to a brewery called, very originally, The Brewery and 2 Goats Deli,
which we followed

A very non-standard VW Beetle bakkie

Charl the Brewer was pleased to see us

The menu

We tried their sample tray of four excellent beers:  L to R: Karoo Ale with good hoppy flavours like a UK Bitter, , Honey Ale (made from their own beehives honey) and you can definitely taste the honey, we enjoyed this a lot; the KPA is similar to an IPA with slight citrus flavours;  and Roasted Ale, flavoured with coffee grounds, in the stout style, with definite coffee aromas on the nose

Still thirsty, we ordered half pints of our favourite beer, the Honey Ale. They use the honey from their own bees to flavour the beer and, without it being sweet, you can taste good honey. We would have like to have bought some to take on our journey but, sadly, they only have an On Consumption licence

We were joined by a couple from Pretoria who were taking a very long road trip with their caravan. Then it was time to head for Cradock

We spotted this snake as we left. Psammophylax rhombeatus or Rhombic Skaapsteker, is a small, attractively patterned, Southern African snake usually measuring between 45 and 85 centimetres in length, though it occasionally reaches 140 cm. It is a fast-moving diurnal snake and an active predator on small frogs, lizards and mammals. Its common name, meaning 'sheep stabber' or 'sheep stinger', is misleading as its small teeth are set so far back in the jaw and its neurotoxic venom is so mild, that it is incapable of killing any large animal. It has a gentle disposition, being reluctant to bite even when provoked


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