“I write of South Africa, where my heart sometimes resides, and my mind often drifts back to, across the distance of lands and oceans. An Africa that always beats with a strong heart of different people, languages and cultures, who irrefutably call this land their home.”
From – H- Hartbeespoort, last week, we have travelled 651 km to the Indian Ocean to Durban, by road.
It is often said of South Africa, that it is like a world in one country, and surrounded by two oceans. The Atlantic and the Indian. This week I’d like to highlight, the Indian Ocean.
The Indian Ocean with it’s warm currents, the place thousands upon thousands of people flock to each year to swim, surf and lap up the sunshine on the beach.
Two oceans meet at the tip of Africa, at Cape Agulhas. One cold, Atlantic, and one warm, the Indian. Some days you can see the different ocean colours.
Not ridiculous really; as they definately have different tempretures, different salt content and therefore different plankton grow in the waters, changing the colour.
Often the difference is not as pronounced and seen more as pockets of colour.
All the large place names are marked on the map above, but its the smaller towns down the Eastern side of South Africa, that begin with “I”, all thanks to the Zulu language. We have Ifafa beach, Ilovo beach, Isipingo beach, Ingwavuma and Ixopo.
The many rivers of South Africa some small, some huge, empty their contents into the sea. This is called the Great Kei river, made up of tributaries, Swart Kei and White Kei, that meets the Indian ocean at Kei Mouth in the Eastern Cape.
This is the Buffalo river, and is the only navigable river in South Africa, spilling its contents at East London.
Now I wouldn’t want to bore you with too much information, but I just love water, water photos and the sound of running, lapping and fast flowing water.
It was therefore a great pleasure when I found this place in 1973, Storm’s river mouth.
Storm’s river mouth is arush with noise!
A sound of strength and power unequalled by man.
From a write up I read somewhere today,
“Arriving at Storms river is like arriving at a different planet.”
1973 was the one and only time I actually travelled around the garden route of the Cape, even though I had lived in SA close to 50 years, WHAT A FOOL!
Another river flowing into the Indian, Bloukrans River. Can you see the bridge in the distance.
This bridge is famous for having the highest commercial bungy jump in the world; if this takes your fancy!
It is a place of adventure, the Tsitsikamma Forest and National park. A time to monkey around! With tours through the trees available as well.
But I would like to end touching water, my favourite! So here is a shot of……..My favourite, The Indian Ocean.
This part of Jenny’s Alphabe Thursday Challenge- Letter I.