I’ve arrived in Cape Town and met up with a couple friends I’d met over the past couple weeks and we are headed to Cape Point. It’s the first blue sky sunny day since I’ve been here. The drive down the Cape coast reminds me of highway 1 in CA. A windy coastal road along a cliff ledge and sheer mountainside next to us. We arrive at Hout Bay and take a short ferry boat ride to see a seal colony in the wild. Frolic freely swimming, sunning, splashing themselves as the breeze gives me a chill coming off the cold water.
Our next stop is Boulders Beach near Simon Town. African Penguin’s on the beach. I always imagined a Penguin being in the snow, not a sandy beach like I see in FL. They don’t seem to do much other than look cute in their natural tuxedo suit.
The highlight of the day is making our way to the Cape of Good hope. Here most think the Indian and Atlantic Ocean’s meet. It’s one of the most treacherous parts of the to sea to cross due to high winds, shallow water, and large waves. There are over 650 known wrecks off this coast. As I arrive hiking a well maintained path, I’m almost blown away, literally. The winds are a steady 40 knots and I can lean into the breeze.
I’ve discovered even on this relatively easy hike that going down is a problem with my hip. Hiking up isn’t an issue, though.
