This weekend we went to the Cederberg.
As we were on our way and David and I saw the first majestic Cederberg mountains around Ceres we said almost simultaneously “these mountains will always be home”.
We both come from farms in the Cederberg and grew up playing in the rivers, hiking all over the place (always with the warning to keep our eyes on the ground for snakes). The veld was our playground, we knew which bossies would make you itch if it touches you, which was poisonous, which is edible, sticks and stones were our toys (I remember searching endlessly for ‘diamonds’ in the rivers during winter, yes winter…). We caught tadpoles and kept it in jars until it turned to frogs…
I had *farm clothes (still do) which I only wore when I’m on the farm. The day David met me for the first time I actually wore one of these outfits and years later he said he fell in love right then and there, because he had found his match (he also has clothes exclusively for farm wear). So I’m forever grateful for my ugly farm wear, it made me found my best friend and future husband. Who said you must look like you stepped out of a catalog? That would have never helped me!
*farm clothes: ugly, mismatched, colour-all-over-the-place, very comfortable, very old, wore without shoes in summer, and with old tekkies in winter.
So back to the Cederberg… This weekend we went to recharge, and I took photos of Cederberg Wines, the farm and cellar activities, wine tastings and then a family shoot for my cousin and her family.
We swam in the river, watched the sunset, rode on a quad bike and was red afterwards from all the dust, had a HUGE gecko as a house guest, got veld-dirty, slept late, saw the milky way. We had no cellphone reception and the nearest town is about 100km away. It got pitch dark at night and dead quiet. We were back in our habitat, David and I, and reminisced about our younger years on the farm.
And we did recharge!
And were a bit sad to head back.
But we’ll always have these times as kids in the mountains, and one day we’ll give that same experience to our own children.