Woke up to a few Zebra cavorting around our front door.
The breakfast was ok, but the bacon was a bit of a travesty.
Fortunately the sundowners on the deck overlooking the lake made up for it.
On the way home we stopped to view some of the ubiquitous Baobab trees.
it’s hard to envision just how big they are and still someone stands at the base.
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Baobab, the upside down tree.
Many moons ago when I was working in Bushmanland, NE Namibia I remember climbing an old baobab tree... I was a bit fitter back then. There was some graffiti carved into the tree bark dated from around the 1840s (from memory), something like 'I woz here, 1842'. It turned out that it would have been carved by Boers migrating from the Cape to Angola, to escape English rule.
I have some photos of it in storage in Australia, somewhere.
Last edited by Mendip; 17-10-2024 at 12:31 PM.
Escaping bores the task of the discerning down the ages.
This one's 1500 years old and is called the prison tree where indigenous folk were kept pre transport to derby or so the story goes
We had an old oak tree in the village I grew up in, called the 'Hangman's Tree' for obvious reasons. Judge Jeffreys kept it's branches busy during the late 1600s.
The ancient oak was at a three way road junction when I was a kid, but now it's been replaced so must have died, or become 'unsafe' according to the modern-day HSE Nazis.
An interesting fact is that not many oaks close to the UK coast survived the 1800s, as so many were used at the shipyards to build Nelson's naval fleet. The majority of ancient oaks in Ol' Blighty today are well inland.
Sorry DW, back to Africa...
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