Saturday, March 3, 2012

Hot Diggy Dogs

A bit of a late start for a walk but the Alph was not at all well and had to stay at home, and Wyndham felt like a walk in the hot hot sun before flying off into the teeth of Cyclone Irina later on. So we went for a short walk at midday in Cecilia Forest all the way to the waterfall. We were rewarded with the sight of these lovely Red Disas en route. What is Wyndham photographing? You probably think its that magnificent King Protea? Well no, we think he was photographing us, takiang advantage of the protea's shade. We were very hot dogs.

Monday, February 27, 2012

Deep dark woods, disas and a little bit of heaven

The Food Lady and the Apha Male decided to leave us at home last Sunday, even though it was a cool, scottie-ish kind of a day. A bit mean I thought, as I munched my Beano biscuit with a mind-blowingly delicious blob of extra-lean beef mince stuck on top. Apparently they wanted to walk up a path where dogs are not allowed, starting at Kirstenbosch main gate, where dogs are not allowed. They ventured deeper and deeper into the forest - along the Donkergat path (w d a n a*) where a huge old Spanish chestnut tree and some ghostly ruins of foundations are all that is left of a woodcutter's home.
Up and up they climbed ...
past scary creatures that lurk in the woods - a Griffon (and I am not referring to the dog version!) about to take off?
At last they reached the top of Skeleton Gorge, without mishap, and into Paul's curly grass with Hermas villosa plants looming up in the mist.
A lonely cuppa tea in the mist. I think they were missing us and the rest of the group.
The object of the walk - some Red Disas (Disa uniflora) in the Window Gorge Stream.
There were many other interesting plants too - this Jacaranda Inkflower (Harveya pauciflora), a root parasite, that the Alph spotted growing along the Aqueduct.
And the Table Mountain endemic, Watsonia tabularis. growing in front of some Table Mountain sandstone.
Another group had made themselves at home in the river, having a picnic in the midst of the disas in the valley between Junction and St Michael's Peaks.
Another disa - the Golden Orchid (Disa cornuta).
The Hely-Hutchinson and Woodhead Dams with some wisps of misty clouds making them look rather mysterious.
An Autumn Painted Lady (Gladiolus monticola) alone and palely loitering. Short cut across the half empty Hely-Hutchinson Dam - with lots of other people - all come to marvel at the disas? Back down Skeleton Gorge, and into Kirstenbosch.
The Food Lady took pity on us and took us for a walk in the Greenbelt so that she didn't have to feel so guilty about not taking us up Skelton Gorge. This is Dougal in full squirrel hunting mode.
The Green Belt has its share of natural curiosities to keep the Food Lady clicking away. This is a fungus called "Chicken of the woods" (Laetiporus sulphureus) identified by Malcolm Greaves on iSpot. Hunting squirrels in the dappled shade. (Dawnie was there too but she is a bit slow these days and lags behind.)
Australian Cherry Tree flowers.
and some Heavenly Blue morning glories growing in our own little doggie heaven in Constantia.


*where dogs are not allowed.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Black Jack

This was the main reason we were not allowed on the weekend away. John and Julie took our humans out to lunch at Jason's Hill wine estate near Worcester where they don't seem to be very partial to dogs. Even dogs in cars we were told. Looks like a good time was had by all, except us! But we were happily at home with Leticia and Simon so we didn't really mind. They went on to Riversong Farm - land of tortoises and puffadders and all sorts of fun things that Scotties love ...
including these flowers - Helichrysum foetidum - which are quite good for rolling in.
But WHAT and WHO is this! A big fat black Jack in the cool pool.
And going home with them. Outrageous! He would never had dared if Dougal had been there.
The partying continued ...
and all looked rather festive. This is Julie and John from Scotland - our ancestral home.
On Sunday they said it was very hot, and we would not have enjoyed it. This is an Erica mammosa.
There were fires in the mountains on the way home, but they arrived back safe and sound.