Ostrich Farm
April 27, 2006
We took a beautiful drive from Plettenburg Bay to Oudtshoorn. We dawdled along the way, but ended in a great little valley in the Little Karoo. The town sits between two mountain ranges so gets little rain. The semi arid soil is good for growing port wine grapes and raising ostriches. There are ostrich farms everywhere!
We had a short day of driving so we checked into our B&B early. We relaxed through the afternoon and then went out and had a fabulous meal at “The Godfather”. We got up bright and early the next morning and headed up the hill to an ostrich farm. We toured the facilities, stopping to interact with and feed Linda, one of the oldest females on the farm.
Next we went to the corral where we had the opportunity to ride one of the big birds. Unfortunately, the guide took one look at my big belly and decided that I weighed too much to be able to ride one. Carrie and Z each sat on one, then we spent some money in the curio shop and blazed a trail.
Our second stop was a play farm. They had trampolines and a sandbox for Zachary. Mom and dad rode the bumper boats, the zip line, and the quad buggies. We also took a bucket of food for the pigs, rabbits, goats, ostriches, and geese. A good time was had by all.
We then proceeded via the back way to get to the highway. We still had some driving to do so we pressed on. We felt compelled to stop at Ronnie’s Sex Shop. As you drive through the unpopulated, undeveloped countryside, winding through mountains and valleys you are suddenly taken by one white building standing all by itself. I passed it by at first, but Carrie insisted that I go back. It was nothing more than a little saloon and sandwich shop for wayward travelers like us.
We journeyed on most of the day, dropping through a hole in a rock into the more fertile wine country. On through the evening until we entered the longest tunnel I have ever seen and ended up back in Cape Town. Back to the same spot we stayed in on our first foray through here.
Mom went to the airport yesterday, while we gear up to head that way today. We will arrive back in Mali twenty three hours after we leave South Africa. It’s going to be a very long night.
MJR
We took a beautiful drive from Plettenburg Bay to Oudtshoorn. We dawdled along the way, but ended in a great little valley in the Little Karoo. The town sits between two mountain ranges so gets little rain. The semi arid soil is good for growing port wine grapes and raising ostriches. There are ostrich farms everywhere!
We had a short day of driving so we checked into our B&B early. We relaxed through the afternoon and then went out and had a fabulous meal at “The Godfather”. We got up bright and early the next morning and headed up the hill to an ostrich farm. We toured the facilities, stopping to interact with and feed Linda, one of the oldest females on the farm.
Next we went to the corral where we had the opportunity to ride one of the big birds. Unfortunately, the guide took one look at my big belly and decided that I weighed too much to be able to ride one. Carrie and Z each sat on one, then we spent some money in the curio shop and blazed a trail.
Our second stop was a play farm. They had trampolines and a sandbox for Zachary. Mom and dad rode the bumper boats, the zip line, and the quad buggies. We also took a bucket of food for the pigs, rabbits, goats, ostriches, and geese. A good time was had by all.
We then proceeded via the back way to get to the highway. We still had some driving to do so we pressed on. We felt compelled to stop at Ronnie’s Sex Shop. As you drive through the unpopulated, undeveloped countryside, winding through mountains and valleys you are suddenly taken by one white building standing all by itself. I passed it by at first, but Carrie insisted that I go back. It was nothing more than a little saloon and sandwich shop for wayward travelers like us.
We journeyed on most of the day, dropping through a hole in a rock into the more fertile wine country. On through the evening until we entered the longest tunnel I have ever seen and ended up back in Cape Town. Back to the same spot we stayed in on our first foray through here.
Mom went to the airport yesterday, while we gear up to head that way today. We will arrive back in Mali twenty three hours after we leave South Africa. It’s going to be a very long night.
MJR
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