This photo is taken at “Oudeplaas” Farm
This photo is taken at “Oudeplaas” Farm
Just outside of the REPS school grounds is this wonderful old building:
C J Rhodes lived on top of a hill a short distance away. His house is no longer there, but this stable block remains. Built with huge granite boulder foundations and red brick above, its stood for more than one hundred years.
It needs renovating now – the sash windows are in a sad way, and the staircase has rotted away. The top deck is made of solid teak and I think the winch, for hauling stockfeed up, is still all there.
It seems Rhodes’ horses lived well! As a kid, I knew a man who insisted he had been alive in Rhodes’ time. He reported that Rhodes didn’t ride very well – probably why he wanted to build a railway all the way through Africa.
A short distance away are the Matopos Research Centre buildings – also old colonial style:
I’ve been wanting to take photos of this marvellous old school for some time. Built in the old colonial style, its white buildings are clearly visible when traveling to the Matopos.
Pictured above are the boarding hostels which are now for both boys and girls.
The wing on the left is the girl’s hostel, the main entrance on the right.
What a lovely view from the hostels – the Matopos very close by – perfect playground for energetic boys at boarding school.
Across the lawns is this stunning chapel. When I took the pic below, the sun was streaming into the round window in the front gable.
Please excuse this pic! My interiors are not very good! Dito, the image below….the dining hall!
I’m much better at taking exterior shots! This, below, is the dining hall at REPS.
I didn’t realise that REPS was such a small school. From the Kezi Road, it seemed to be a large complex. In fact, many of the buildings belong to the Matopos Research Station. REPS only has about 120 pupils! Of which about 80 are boarders. The classrooms are built around a quadrangle, very much in the colonial style.
The school hall (above.)
This last photo is a building now used as a library. It’s built with iron sheeting walls. Anyone who grew up in Zimbabwe will recall these buildings – many of the government offices were initially built this way, as were railway housing, offices and sheds. This building is likely to be one of the oldest buildings in the complex.
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…Can still be seen in some places in Zimbabwe. Although built nearly 100 years ago, they have withstood the tests of time! Called strip roads because they only cover the road where the tyres go, they were much cheaper to build when developing a new nation. Zimbabwe is twice the size of the United Kingdom and three times the size of Ireland! Engineers charged with developing a country covered in thick bush, teeming with wild animals on a limited budget, came up with this idea. This section is from Bulawayo to the Victoria Falls. The road builders stuck to outcropping rocks as it provided a solid base for the road. When the wide tar road was constructed in the 1960’s, a shorter route over the top of the sand was chosen. (Ancient sand dunes are clearly visible on Satellite images from Lupane onwards.) This is what Wikipedia has to say: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strip_road
If travellers came across someone driving in the opposite direction, both were expected to move over, so only their right wheels were on the left hand track! That’s pretty close when passing the on coming vehicle – takes some trust, that!
By the time I was a kid, there was only a small section remaining as part of our National Roads: between Filabusi and Belingwe (Now, Mberengwa.)
and I clearly remember my dad, cigarette between his fingers, elbow out of the window, only veering off to the left at the last possible moment – no reduction in speed!
I took this (silly) short video driving on the section of this road near the turn off to Hwange Main Camp, near Netchilibi…
Fast forward forty years…and these guys are not going as fast, but still using the road!
The day I took the above photo, the inbuilt temperature gauge in the car read 52 degrees C. In other words, very hot! And, we had to work outside in it…(I remained in the car with the air-conditioner running.)
In 1897, the railway line arrived at Bulawayo via Botswana. This little bridge (below) crosses the Matshemhlope River in Suburbs. Its no longer part of the railway system, but each time I cross it, I image the huge steam beasts that used to lumber over it regularly.
The railway line continued right past our house in Suburbs. Just think, when our house was built more than one hundred years ago, I could have just walked out of the front gate with my suitcase and traveled all the way to Cape Town!
There used to be a level crossing round about where the furtherest car is just rounding the corner. (As you may have guessed, I wanted a pic of that amazing tree, and just found an excuse to talk about the level crossing!)
At times, after a heavy storm, the water roars under this bridge covering over the grassy banks. In the dry season, the water stinks and driving over the road bridge with strangers in the car, I feel obliged to mention it’s the Matshemhlope!
The Matshehlope River is hardly a river – more a spruit one can hop over in many places. Starting at the Criterion Water Works, it winds its way through Bulawayo and eventually joins the Umguza River.
Its used as a water feature and “rough” where it flows through the Bulawayo Golf Course.
Looks like a jungle? Good luck finding your balls in there!
These two pics below are where you can hop over it…
Follow this tiny stream a few kilometres and yes – you get to the Hillside Dams!
As Matabeleland awaits the rains, it gets hot. Very hot. Even the wind is hot! Tar melts, the skies are relentlessly blue, and yet the trees have enough energy to bring out new leaves and flowers.
This pic below was taken on the last day of August:
The red colour are the calyces – turning yellow within a month:
Both these pics are taken at much the same time of the day, and from the same rocky outcrop.