We were told about this place – given directions. When we got there, we found a car park FULL of cars and people, everywhere! If I’d been on my own, I’d have just kept right on driving!
In this direction, however, only a few fishermen…
I’m told this road goes along the coast for miles…(above)
I’m guessing people come here to take sunset photos for a reason!
As the sun went down, the light changed and the blues became deeper…
Facing the other way – the people were still there!
I’d heard all about this bridge, and was certain I couldn’t walk over it. I’m scared of heights.
I wasn’t always scared of heights – I climbed trees as a lightie – then one day, walking along the top of a tall wall – I was attacked by vertigo and I’ve never recovered.
Having survived the Sauer Bridge, a distance upstream, I decided to give this one a go…and it was easy peasy. I’m thinking perhaps with moving water, my vertigo has no point of reference to adhere to. My brain appears happy with moving water, but not moving ground! Go figure…
I took this photo from the middle of the bridge, looking up the river mouth…worth braving the bridge hey? Look at the lovely yellow rocks the area is famous for.
And do I have proof? Yup. Look at me – no hands!There is a cute first-world board-walk to get to the suspension bridges….maybe one day there will be one to Inanke Cave in the Matopos???Some of the views from here are stunning – I had to poke the camera through the forest though…
Look at this luminous green colour on the rocks. The waves boom into here at high tide. (PS – this is also taken off one of the suspension bridges…boast boast…)This view is from the boardwalk – high up against the hillside. It got pretty stormy after four in the afternoon.I think there is a cave in there…would love to investigate one day
I’d heard all about the suspension bridge at Storms River Mouth (pictured below.) I have always been certain I couldn’t walk over it.
I’d never heard much about THIS bridge, further upstream. I see its called the Sauer Bridge. (Sorry its in Afrikaans – I’m told there is an English version, but I didn’t see it!)
There is a nice parking lot just the other side…so we stopped. I love bridges, and thought it would be nice to take some pics…
We walked a short way across, and I, with solid sides on the floor of the walk way, thought I’d manage my vertigo. I did, until a thirty tonne truck rumbled onto the bridge. I didn’t even see it, but I felt the bridge jump about a foot when the lorry landed on it!
Frank turned to see me hanging on for dear life, eyes wide. “This bridge must have shock absorbers in the structure,” he says with that measured voice of his…
…and this silly woman believed him. I mean, he is an engineer and all! He knows these things. In fact the only thing he knew for sure, was he couldn’t wrestle with a vertigo struck maniac in the middle of a bridge.
Once you have braved the walk along the top, there is a cute little wooden pathway under the end structure and up again! Then the long walk down the other side. We did get these views though…
Van Staden’s is famous for the number of people who suicide off it. Unfortunately, with the sun shining on the bridge, you can’t see the rail that has been put up to discourage the practice.
The old bridge is still functional. I drove over it to take the photos, then walked around to the old “drift” I’m guessing the one the pioneers used…imagine pulling their wagons over this terrain!
I’m not sure which river this crosses – but its pretty wide. Old and new, again. Shortly before the Humansdorp offramp.
St Francis Bay is an upmarket resort town in the Eastern Cape. We can only visit because we have relatives who live there and we can bum off them for a few weeks. (Below is the view from my brother-in-law’s balcony.)
Recently, I discovered a couple of my FB friends live in SFB and they were the incentive for me to visit again. Being the “poor relative” palled on us long ago!
The houses are huge, the yards tiny. A sea view is a must, and without one, your property is of less value. Directly in front of one of the houses our relatives own here, is a garden, set aside to maintain the natural vegetation found in the area.
Cute little benches are dotted about – great for communing with nature!
Little paths…We have never visited here in August and consequently missed the best time: no Vaalies to be seen, and magic fynbos out in flower.