Today Sue, Paul and Pauline, the Alph, the Food Lady, Dougal and I ventured into the magical mystical Newlands forest once again. There are always amazing smells and fantastical things here. A fairy in a grove of Wild Almonds (Brabejum stellatifolium)?
A deep, dark tunnel to explore ...
and tall forest trees wth twining, twisting monkey ropes like this Milkrope (Secamone alpini).
The boardwalk through Newlands Forest has closer slats that suit us better than the ones in the Kalk Bay forests.
The turn-off to the path up to the Saddle between Devil's Peak and Table Mountain is marked by this rusty old sign that the Food Lady photographed to remind herself that this is Newlands Ravine not Fernwood Ravine as she always calls it.
Tea on a rather steep and slippery slope.
Dougal made himself comfy by wedging himself into a rock.
The Food Lady and Sue turned back after tea but Paul and Pauline and the Alph decided to brave the chilly wind and carry on up to the Saddle so we parted company. Cheers chaps.
Then down the airy mountain we came, hunting for wee folk and timrous beasties in old, gnarled trees and in the undergrowth.
We tried to gatecrash a tea party on the contour path, but some big dogs told us to get lost, so we did.
Sue and the Food Lady had fun exploring the myriad of paths in Newlands Forest and Dougal and I had great fun trying to catch mice and fairies. but somehow they always get away.Essential reading: Fynbos fairies by Antjie Krog and Fiona Moodie, Umuzi, an imprint of Random-Struik, 2007.
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