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Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!

Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!
Cederberg Mountains and the Wolfberg cracks!

So my friend Julie has this boyfriend named Ian. He is a really great guy that loves adventure more than anyone or anything. I like Ian. I didn't like Ian when he chose to have his 30th birthday in the Cederberg which involved the dustiest dirt road that was horribly rough on my little car and entailed a giant hike that was 6 hours long. Kidding (not really).
My car had beeping lights the entire way and I was convinced it was going to fall apart.

A four-hour drive out of Cape Town and we arrived at our campsite in Krom Rivier. Julie and I, of course, decided that Ian deserved a giant Steri Stumpie cake. For those of you who aren't South African; it is a local strawberry flavoured milk drink. Needless to say, the cake barely made it intact to the campsite. I was very impressed it survived the journey. The heat was absolutely unforgiving on my perfect buttercream! Eventually, I was happy to be safe in the camp site under oak trees, eating cake. 

The main event of the weekend was, of course, the Wolfberg cracks. I will let you guys in on a little secret. I exercise because I have to. If I didn't I would be morbidly obese with my career. Julie had spent the better part of the Saturday morning telling me that the hike wasn't that bad. That I could totally do it. The question was would I be able to walk after I had done it?

The answer, no.

I couldn't walk properly for two days afterward. Was it worth it? Absolutely yes. It was simply spectacular. The cracks are unlike anything I have ever seen. If you ever find yourself in the area - it is a must. The cool part is that once you are down you can go wine tasting and swimming in a crystal clear river. I couldn't believe that something so beautiful was right in our back yard. Often with my life on social media, I have this wanderlust for travel. Have you seen the Utah slot canyons? Well if you dream of them then this one is for you. If you are local, it is so affordable. For R100 per person you can camp and for R50 per person, you can get a permit for the hike! What a win. I spent the week dreaming of going back and believe it or not, I am booking it for my birthday in January despite the wide range of emotions I had on that mountain.

So in closing. Thank you, Julie, for lying to me and Ian for turning 30. I will return to this magical place and I am dragging you with me! 

Click here for details if you would like to book or read up more about this adventure! 

-Melissa 

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