Scenic drive along the “Highland Meander”

We began the day by walking up to the pub (Dullstroom Inn) for breakfast, where we were the only ones there - Monday’s are very quiet, in sharp contrast to the weekend.  The typical “full English breakfast” was fine - and filling - but not quite the gourmet fare we enjoyed yesterday.  Cheaper, though.

After breakfast we decided to take a scenic drive.  In addition to its status as fly fishing capital, Dullstroom is also located along the “Highland Meander” - at least that’s what the road signs tell us.  It is a beautiful area with mountains, craggy rock cliffs (and some excellent boulders that John wants to bring home for landscaping), and impressive viewpoints.


Lots of wildflowers (including lilies growing wild along the roadsides - but the roads were too narrow to stop and take pictures) -


And amid the spectacular scenery are equally spectacular potholes that frequently prevented John from enjoying the scenery as much as I did.  There were also many heavily loaded trucks that were undoubtedly adding more potholes daily.

We planned to have lunch at a restaurant we’d visited three years ago, but it turned out to now be a fairly dodgy looking Moroccan restaurant.  We passed it by and finally settled for KFC (there weren’t many choices in the small towns we passed through).  

We’re surprised at how cool the weather was today - we plugged in the portable heater in the room this morning and again when we got back this evening.  The last two days were warm and muggy, which is more typical for this time of year (late summer).




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