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Day 183 and 184: Tuesday and Wednesday, 9-10 March 2010

Posted by steve@buddyandme.co.za

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My full new itinerary including Namibia and Botswana to the end of the tour (19 May 2010).

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Beares
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Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

Tuesday morning I woke to another fantastic day as far as the weather was concerned, but by the time I had showed, packed and enjoyed a hearty breakfast, the clouds had gathered and it looked like it was going to rain. Jacqui popped around to say good bye and after a chat to explain the whole project to her and she explained how she could help, I was on my way up the Robinson Pass. Unfortunately the clouds and mist closed in as I got higher and the magnificent view out towards Mossel Bay was obscured by the cloud and mist.

<i>It’s a pity about the cloud cover but this was the best I could get, you can at least see part of the road winding it’s way up the lower section of the pass, from here to the top of the Pass I could hardly even see the road never mind any sort of view</i>

It’s a pity about the cloud cover but this was the best I could get, you can at least see part of the road winding it’s way up the lower section of the pass, from here to the top of the Pass I could hardly even see the road never mind any sort of view

After the Robinson Pass the countryside became flatter and dryer, and as I crested the top of the Pass the sky cleared all of a sudden and it became hotter with every kilometre I travelled.

<i>This was taken soon after descending the other side of Robinson Pass. You can still see the mountain range in the distance and note the dry sandy conditions, this got even worse as I travelled through the day</i>

This was taken soon after descending the other side of Robinson Pass. You can still see the mountain range in the distance and note the dry sandy conditions, this got even worse as I travelled through the day

As I approached Oudtshoorn I encountered my first Ostrich farms:

The one thing which has really impressed me during my drive through the Eastern and Western Cape is the cleanliness of the surrounding countryside as well as the cleanliness of the roadside rest areas. I have often stopped at one of these places to give Buddy a rest from the heat, there are two things he hates and they are: 1) being driven when he is cold and 2) Being driven when he is very hot. When he is driven in hot conditions and has travelled a particularly long way and the engine and oil is hot, he usually, as he did 13 times on the ‘African Odyssey’ project, pops the main engine oil seal. I have thus learnt to make frequent stops to avoid this problem and it definitely seems to have worked because on this project I have not popped an oil seal once, and so the neat and clean roadside rest areas have been a God send.

<i>Check this out for neat roadside rest areas</i>

Check this out for neat roadside rest areas

I hardly saw a human being during the day and even saw very few cars on the road so the chance of chatting to anyone on the subject of child rape was extremely remote. When I entered the small town of Calitzdorp, I stopped to get a cold drink at a café and while waiting to pay at the counter, a group of 6 coloured ladies approached me and asked, in a heavily accented ‘Cape Coloured’ accent if I was the person driving that crazy little car. When I confirmed I was one lady said; and you really need to hear the accent to make it sound as funny as I found it, “You know, these blary men, they can’t keep their blarey hands off the young girls and children and they can’t keep their blarey dingis in their pants, I think we need to start chopping the blarey things off”.

All the other ladies starting talking at the same time and soon I was having comments and opinions on what should be done to a savage, as they also referred to them, thrown at me from all sides. Hell if the government guys think the death penalty for a child rapist is not acceptable they should hear what these ladies believe should be done to them, I’m sure a convicted rapist would gladly accept being executed by way of hanging rather than face the wrath of these ladies.

Soon after passing Calitzdorp I noticed that the mountains ahead were covered in cloud cover which appeared to look like ice covered glaziers, check this out:

Then came that incredible guy and his crazy pub which no one can pass by without stopping and popping in to visit, and that is ‘Ronnie’s Sex Shop’. This is not the kind of establishment one normally thinks it is when you see the large red letters painted on the side of the establishment out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by kilometres of nothing but desert type conditions and shrubs. It is in fact a pub, and a very old one at that, with a small eating section called “Road Kill”. The amazing thing about this pub is that the ceiling is adorned with ladies underwear and lingerie donated by visiting woman and virtually every square centimetre of the walls has been written on by customers.

<i>Check this out for décor. These were guests who popped in on their way to Cape Town to participate in the Cape Argus cycle tour in a week’s time</i>

Check this out for décor. These were guests who popped in on their way to Cape Town to participate in the Cape Argus cycle tour in a week’s time

<i>Hugo the barman and his girlfriend Diana – pronounced Deeana</i>

Hugo the barman and his girlfriend Diana – pronounced Deeana

<i>Of course Buddy had to been in on the act as well</i>

Of course Buddy had to been in on the act as well

<i>And now <b>presenting</b> the infamous owner of the establishment, Ronnie</i>

And now presenting the infamous owner of the establishment, Ronnie

From Ronnie’s Sex Shop I headed out on the road to Barrydale which is a few kilometres down the road where I was offered accommodation for the night by a really tremendous chap named Meyer Joubert. Mayer owns a wine farm, which is situated about 10 kilometres outside of Barrydale called ‘Joubert-Tradauw’. On arriving at the wine estate which by the way also grows a number of other fruits such as pears, appels, plums and others, a really big and diverse farm, I was met at the entrance by Meyer and was introduced to his wife Beate, (Pronounced Beaarta) who soon after I arrived produced a fish burger the likes of which I have never tasted better, absolutely amazing stuff.

After a chat about the project and being given a run down of the history of the Joubert-Tradauw estate I was shown to the cottage where I spent the night and proceeded to have a really restful sleep.

<i>The cottage where <b>‘Buddy and Me’</b> spent the evening</i>

The cottage where ‘Buddy and Me’ spent the evening

One of the topics I recently got involved in during a discussion was as a result of a question posed to me by one of my guests, and that was, “Have you noticed, during all the meetings you have had with police officials, how over weight and apparently unfit our police officials are lately”. Initially I was taken a-back a bit but when considering the question and thinking back to all the cops I have met during my travels around the country I suddenly realised how much truth there is in the statement. Our Police Service definitely consists of a lot of over weight and in fact in many cases even o-beast individuals who are grossly unfit. When I think back to what the Police Force was like, during the time I was part of it, we had to under go periodic fitness tests as well as stringent health checks, but it appears that these types of healthy and fit police officials are no longer required in our new Police Service.

Wednesday morning I had an extensive tour of the Joubert-Tradauw wine and fruit farm which was conducted by the owner, Meyer Joubert. I discovered just how labour intensive a wine farm and fruit farm actually is and will never complain about the price of fruit again, although I will continue to moan about the price of wine because when considering what the actual wine farmer / producer of the liquid gold earns compared to the bottle store owners and in particular the restaurant owners, it’s shocking.

Bottling the liquid gold in a mobile bottling plant

<i>Meyer showing me around the cellar containing the barrels of liquid gold</i>

Meyer showing me around the cellar containing the barrels of liquid gold

<i>Meyer displaying the range of wines his estate produces and standing ‘on a stool’ next to him is the estates future ‘Wine Master’ his son Andreas</i>

Meyer displaying the range of wines his estate produces and standing ‘on a stool’ next to him is the estates future ‘Wine Master’ his son Andreas

Then it was time for ‘Buddy and Me’ to hit the road again, so after thanking Meyer for his and his good wife Beate’s incredible hospitality and friendship ‘Buddy and Me’ drove out of the estate and took the R62 wine route to firstly Montagu and then Ashton where I have once again been hosted accommodation by old friends from the ‘African Odyssey’ project’ Stephan and Alida Bruwer, but I will tell you more about that in tomorrow’s blog.

<i><b>‘Buddy and Me’</b> leaving the <b>Joubert-Tradauw wine and fruit farm estate</b></i>

‘Buddy and Me’ leaving the Joubert-Tradauw wine and fruit farm estate

So from ‘Buddy and Me’ we will wish you a good evening until tomorrow when we get involved once again in the researching of child rape in the Western Cape region. The last two days has been a bit of a break for us, mainly because the area we have travelled through is not very populated and so there has not been much opportunity to talk to people, although I have stopped and chattered with many motorists and small groups of people but have not learnt anything new. It has been a case of, “Yes it is happening a lot and yes it is mostly being done by close family as in fathers and uncles as well as in many instances the perpetrators are kids themselves particularly in the 10 to 16 years of age, age group.

So with ‘Buddy and Me’ now starting to enter the mother city area of Cape Town and it’s surrounding areas, I am sure we will be hearing some pretty gruesome facts about the situation in this region. So all that’s now left for me to say is, please remember to keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
‘Buddy and me’ (Steve Heath)
steve@buddyandme.co.za

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