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Saturday, May 2, 2020

2009 - November - Reeds River Lodge


REEDS RIVER LODGE - IMPULSIVE BREAK-AWAY – NOVEMBER 2009

When Red Man Technologies (the company Hein started 4 years ago) sent out their Xmas function invitation, we were pleased to see that the venue was one of our favourites – Leopard Lodge, close to Hartebeespoort Dam.

Leopard Lodge (www.leopardlodge.co.za / 012 – 207 1130) is an exclusive, private four star function venue on a 248Ha game farm situated in the protected natural environment of the Magaliesberg Mountain range in the Hartbeespoort Dam area. It is just a short 55km drive from the hustle and bustle of Sandton and 60km from Pretoria.   On Sundays you can book a table for lunch and have a drink on the grass overlooking the dam. 

Not wanting to drive back home after the Xmas lunch on 29 November 2009, we searched for some overnight accommodation.  Although Leopard Lodge had availabilities, there prices were ridiculous – R1000/couple/night.  If they had any business sense, they would have realized we’re a party of 35 people and could have given us a room at a lower price.   In the end, their high prices proved to be our blessing.

Searching around, I found ‘Reeds River Lodge’.  They had a chalet available the Sunday night, not the Saturday.  (www.reedsriverlodge.co.za – Adolf 083 303 1325)  They have 6 chalets, 4 of them sleeping 3, 1 sleeping 4 and no. 6 sleeps about 8.    Our chalet was R550/night, but will be R600 next year.

Two of the big wedding venues in the area, Leopard Lodge & Green Leaves, refer people to Reeds River Lodge for accommodation, thus on Saturday nights they’re normally fully booked.

Hein immediately made an electronic transfer, but then we received a call from Adolf, the owner.  They had a cancellation for the Saturday night – yes, yes, please, yes!!!

Saturday, 28 November 2009
Planning the menu for the 2 nights, we packed everything on Saturday morning.  Arriving at Reeds River Lodge around 13:00, we walked up to our chalet and gazed in wonder … right in front of us were the Crocodile River. And Mulberry trees – lots of them.   


Unfortunately, all the lower mulberries were picked, but Hein managed to pick some for me.  And quickly washed his hands.  Mulberries stain like nothing!  His feet were stained for 2 days!

The chalet seen from the ‘island’. 

  
Fireplace on patio. Picnic table-set on patio.

 
This is the ‘Island’.  Its right across the river from the chalets.  A lovely place (and the only place where you can use wood) for a big fire, braai or just socializing. 


Everything is in one room, but there’s more than enough space.




 They also have another bed / daybed as well as chairs and small tables.     A lovely bathroom with a big shower is separate.  The kitchen is small, but extremely well equipped.  I would like more space for groceries, though.

While I was unpacking the clothes and kitchen stuff (including our Uno coffee maker), Hein started the fire on the patio for our lunch.  He called and showed me the smoke …   



 
then showed me the bag.  Supposed to be smoke-less charcoal!   Lovely Grabouw sausage and hot dog buns with a tin of Spanish style tomatoes for lunch.

The table was moved so that we can watch the river while eating.  Heaven!  While the river flows over the rocks, it made a lovely burbling sound.  After lunch, I had a small bottle of Mozambique Nougat Liqueur given by a friend (thank you Heleen).  It tastes quite similar to your other cream liqueurs, but I could taste the sweetness of nougat. 

Our attention was suddenly caught by a small yellow bird – starting to build his nest  – ok, no yellow bird.  My little camera’s a bit too slow for movement … but this is the beginning of his little house. 

 
Feeling the peaceful atmosphere, we had a little nap with a breeze flowing through the chalet.

For the Springboks rugby, Hein went to a pub while I read ‘The Innocent Man, by John Grisham’.  I’m still busy with it, but it’s based on the truth and the legal system that sent innocent men to jail for murders.  Quite riveting!

Before sunset, I walked over to the Island.  Do you know what wet leaves smell like?  It’s just amazing! 

Hein arrived back with a bag of wood.  We carried our camp chairs and drinks down to the Island and made a lovely fire (now that’s how you’re supposed to start a fire).

 
Sounds surrounded us – lions (ok, they were frogs) and other small little insects.  And then we saw it ….  I cannot remember when last I’ve seen one …   A firefly!!!  Both of us promptly broke out into song   ’n Padda wou gaan opsit by sy nooi in die vlei, ha-ham” (a frog wanted to go on a date with his girl in the swamp…)  And the funny thing of the firefly – he/she dims and bright.  The little light goes on and off as it flies.

By 8pm, we were quite hungry and walked back to the chalet for dinner.  I was going to attempt a dish, Meatball Stew.

A month ago we had a family day at my cousin, Lizelle & Mark’s home.  We decided to have a bunny chow day.  4 Different pots were made the previous day, to be heated up on the Saturday. It worked splendidly.  Hollowed out buns and 1/3 loaves of bread were filled with the stews.  The stew I was fascinated with, was Lizelle & Mark’s.  It was a red-hot meatball stew. 

I decided to make my own version.  Adapting a Hungarian meatball stew recipe, I started our dinner.  On a charcoal fire!  Never again … my arms were ‘burnt’ from the heat and the coals are too slow for me.  You know me – I like things to be done ‘chop-chop’.

My version of Hungarian tomato-ish meatball stew

+ 680 g mince
½ cup bread crumbs
1 large egg
Salt & pepper
2 tbsp oil
2 carrots, grated
1 small onion chopped
2 tbsp flour (optional)
2 tbsp sweet paprika
1 cup beef broth
1 x tin Chakalaka – medium & spicy
½ tin Spanish style tomatoes
Mixed herbs
Dried chillies
Soup powder (optional to thicken at the end)
Paper towel

In a large bowl, combine the beef, bread crumbs, egg, 1 teaspoon salt, 1/4 teaspoon pepper and 2 tsp mixed herbs. Mix well and form into small meatballs.

In a large pot, heat the olive oil over medium-high heat. Working in 2 batches, add the meatballs and cook, shaking the pan often, until lightly browned, 5 to 7 minutes. Transfer to paper towels to drain.

Pour off all but 1 tablespoon of the fat in the skillet and add the carrots and onion. Cook, stirring constantly, until softened, about 3 minutes. Stir in the flour, chillies, herbs and paprika and cook for 1 minute. Pour in the beef broth, Chakalaka and tinned tomatoes and bring to a boil over high heat, season to taste with salt and pepper. Add the reserved meatballs, reduce the heat to medium-low and simmer gently for 10-15 minutes. (original recipe from http://penniesnpounds.blogspot.com)

What I did ‘wrong’, was I cubed both the carrots and potatoes – but they took too long to cook, so we just ate around it.  With the carrot grated, it should make a difference.  The taste was scrumptious!!!  And I didn’t have to add the soup powder, the sauce was thick enough.  I also simmered the meatballs only for a short while, because we were starving by then.  But the meatballs kept their shape and was lovely and tender!  Hein is quite intrigued with this recipe and is very keen to try it out.  I will also make it again, but on the stove – thank you very much.

While we ate, a young couple passed our chalet on their way to the Island.  One of the owner’s dogs, a dachshund, appeared at the lady’s side in the dark and she nearly jumped out of her skin. We just giggled.  They then returned with another couple – both men carried huge cooler boxes with beer & coolers, the women carried the charcoal bags and meat.  We went to bed.

Sunday, 29 November 2009
Waking just after 6, we had lovely coffee while sitting on the patio, gazing out at the river.  By now the yellow bird was probably halfway with his little nest.  Flying back and forth with long strips of grass to be weaved in.


Knowing we’re going to have a big buffet lunch at the Xmas party, Hein lit the fire for BBQ sandwiches.  Just tomato & cheese, enjoyed with some Habanero sauce (Hein) and sweet and sour sauce (me.)

Showered and dressed, we left the chalet by 10h30.  It took us 5 minutes to reach the Leopard Lodge.

But on our way, we saw this huge field of … cabbages!!!!  Interesting enough, it wasn’t fenced in.  Maybe people don’t really bother stealing cabbages?  When I took the photos, I could actually smell them – phew!

Arriving early at Leopard Lodge, we had a lovely cold drink with Mike & John from the company.  The Lodge provides reclining camp chairs on the lawn under the trees.  It’s just sooo peaceful gazing out over the dam.


People arrived in drips and drabs with children, babies, spouses and girlfriends.  Kids were swimming, playing ball while the adults chatted away.  At some stage there was a nasty wind, but it calmed down in the end.

Leopard Lodge has a splendid buffet meal.  Starters were:  cold meats, smoked chicken, smoked salmon, oysters, fried calamari, breads, patè, etc.  Mains were:  roast beef, roast lamb, cauliflower with white sauce, grilled potatoes, pasta with veggies, stir-fried veggies, rice, gravy, etc.  Desserts were:  choc mousse layered with whipped cream, baked pudding, ice cream with choc sauce, Pavlova with cream and fresh berries, cheesecake, etc.  And then cheeses and biscuits.

After lunch, Red Man’s Father Xmas arrived for the Red Man kids:  they were ecstatic!  

One girl bargained with him to exchange her girly present with a plastic baseball bat – her brother got one, she wanted one too!  Luckily Father Xmas had some spares.

With all the excitement over, everyone moved to the lawn again.  The kids tried out their new toys, the adults sprawled on the chairs drinking red and white wine.  After 6pm, the waiters have nearly packed away everything else, so we took the hint and said our good-byes.  On our way out, we spotted these zebras. There were buck as well.

 
Driving back to our chalet, Hein bought 4 bags of wood.  While driving toward the chalet, we saw 2 of these river crabs quite a distance away from the river – where were they heading?  Maybe they had their Xmas party as well …

 At the chalet, I quickly removed my make-up; we dressed in shorts and t-shirts and walked to the Island.  Sipping our drinks, we saw the firefly again.

After burning most of the wood, Hein braaied chicken thighs and we enjoyed it with coleslaw and pasta salad.  
(And just in case you’re wondering why we ate after a buffet meal for lunch – we were very good and had normal portions.  I even surprised myself by only choosing 1 slice of cheesecake.)

Tired from all the chatting at the party, we cleared up and from the chalet patio, took this lovely photo of the Island - read a bit, showered and went to bed.

 
Monday, 30 November 2009
Feeling refreshed, we woke up around 6am and had coffee.  With our binoculars, we watched our yellow bird – we could see the little wife inside.  Although he still brought her little twigs, he also brought her little leaves for the inside.  Hopefully she liked the little house. 

Deciding to leave at 9, Hein lit the fire for breakfast.  Grabouw boerewors again with whole-wheat buns and left-over sauce from the ‘Hungarian stew’.  Oh yum, double yum!!!!!!

 
Packing up everything, we showered and left.  It was such a lovely weekend and the venue is amazing.  We’ll definitely go back during the week, when they’re normally not fully booked.

On our way back home, we stopped at ‘The Windmill Restaurant’ (http://www.thewindmillharties.co.za/).  It’s a huge Dutch windmill close to Hartbeespoort Dam.   


It has a restaurant, delicatessen/shop and a lovely bookshop.  Just look at the colourful flowers outside!   At the opposite is a new development – lovely new shops and restaurants, eg: ‘Die Blou Vy’ (The Blue Fig) – worthwhile checking out when next  in the area.

Within an hour, we were back home.  Isn’t it lovely to have such ‘break-aways’ so close to home!

Friday, May 1, 2020

2008 - September - Mabalingwe Camping Trip


MABALINGWE – A CONQUERED WEEKEND
SEPTEMBER 2008

A few weeks ago, our friends, Johannes and Ina, invited us along to Mabalingwe for the weekend of 26-28 September.  We were to be a group of 8.

Not in chalets, not in tented camps – but in tents.  Needless to say, I was apprehensive – very apprehensive.  And honestly?  I nearly cancelled quite a few times.

Although we had most of the camping tools, we didn’t have a tent – we didn’t have a fridge – and we didn’t have a bed. 

We asked Hugo, Hein’s brother, if we could use his tent.  He said it was quite big and very easy to pitch.  Although not so easy to pack up.  We took his word for the ‘easy pitching’ – a bit scared for the ‘not so easy to pack up’ bit.  So tent parked itself in my study.  Fortunately, Hugo also had a canvas storage cupboard.  What a bonus that turned out to be.

But we still didn’t have a bed/mattress or a fridge.  Chatting about the weekend, one of Hein’s colleagues offered us his camp fridge.  I bought a Queen-sized inflatable mattress.  With a pump.  But what Hein didn’t know was that it was a hand-pump.  After sweating for a few minutes, he converted our car pump (works through the car battery) to do the work. 

Wednesday, 24 September 2008 
(Heritage Day) and ‘Barbecue Day’ - we went to Hennops Pride, (http://www.hennopspride.caravanparks.co.za/ - (012) 659 0043) on the way to Hartebeespoort Dam.  If you are early enough, you’ll find a spot right next to the river.  The lawns are lusciously green and well-kept, the bathrooms clean and with toilet paper, 6 sparkling swimming pools, trees and a few chalets.  The entrance fees are R40/person + R10/vehicle. 

We were at Hennops Pride’s gates before 7:30 am.  Chose a beautiful spot next to the river, (photo left), pitched the gazebo and pumped the ‘camp mattress’.  (photos below).  Breakfast was a boerewors roll and coffee – lunch was braaied chicken, corn & peas.  A mid-morning nap tested the mattress – and we gave it the thumbs-up.


 
The weekend loomed ahead – I made a camping list.  I now have a self-catering list (for chalets), a picnic list and a camping list.  A very long camping list…

Thursday, 25th September 2008 
I did the groceries, looked at prices for a roof rack – then asked Hein why don’t we hire a trailer?  Found a Venter hire-company close by and the rates were reasonable.  I even got time to go for my first Spring pedicure.  After our branch meeting, I made a potato salad, rice salad and marinated chicken pieces.

Friday 26th September 2008
Camping weekend dawned.  My plans were to go to Tai Chi at 10:30 while Hein packed the car and trailer.  But I realized that everything will be too rushed, so we had a coffee in bed and slowly started to pack everything.

Ticking off items on my printed camping list, we slowly filled the trailer to the brim.  Loaded the fridge and cooler box in the back of Rissiepit (my Pajero’s registration number is RPS – Rissie Pit Stukkie – Chilli Pip Piece).  We left Randburg around 10 o’ clock.

The weather bureau forecasted cold weather, so we packed extra duvets, a small gas bottle heater and the waterproof gazebo. We were not taking any chances.

Driving through Warmbaths (Bela-Bela), we stopped for a pie and cold drink and arrived at Mabalingwe around 1 o’ clock.  With a temperature of 40 degrees.

Mabalingwe (www.mabalingwe.co.za) is 26 km outside Bela-Bela, on the way to Mabula.  It’s a malaria-free game reserve with apparently the big 5 – we didn’t see them.  They have different accommodation options – lodges, timeshare chalets, bush camps and the caravan park.

The caravan park stands are a bit too close to each other.  Each stand has a 5 x 7m concrete slab – housing 2 tents, or a caravan and a tent (or only 1 tent if you’re on your own).  For a very reasonable R200/night.  So if you’re 2 couples with 2 tents on 1 stand (like we were), it cost you R100/couple/night.  Not too bad.  

Pitching the tent was really quick and easy.  It’s a ‘Turbo Tent 240 Standard’.  The frame is part of the tent, so you just pick it up in the centre and the whole tent ‘pops’ up.  Ingenious.  Although the price tag is around R4000, I’ll pay it with a smile.  Just for the sheer pleasure of the pitching and ‘un-pitching’ (is that a word?)  

 Our tent in the front.  You can see the concrete slab and Johannes & Ina’s tent next to us.  It’s just a bit too close to each other – you have to either climb over all the tent ropes or walk around both tents. 
 The inside is very spacious.  The mattress went right at the back, with enough space in the front for the 4-shelf storage cupboard, the camp fridge and 2 plastic crates.
This cupboard really made things worthwhile for me.  (Cost about R300 now at Outdoor Warehouse Stores).  It folds up small, comes in a carrier bag but is nice and sturdy with net fronts to zip up.  All our groceries, paper plates, serviettes, etc went in there.

When the groceries were unpacked from the 2 plastic crates, I unpacked our clothes in and on top of the crates.  Shoes lined up along the tent side.  Needless to say, the extra duvet and gas bottle heater stayed in the trailer…

Shortly after, Johannes & Ina arrived.  Now this was also their first tent-camp trip.  Their tent was not quite so easy to pitch, but with a few grunts and an ice-cold beer, it was managed quite well.

It was sweltering hot.  I started to drink my iced tea – glass after glass.  Which proved to be a bit of a problem for the rest of the day … or maybe I picked up a small tummy bug.  Although we had a full medical kit, I didn’t want to drink Imodium, but luckily Ina had some generic alternatives, Betaperamide (I swore by this and carry it in my handbag), which sorted me out quick-quick.  

The other 2 couples were Gerhard and Kleintjie & Eric and Naomi.

Eric and Naomi are veteran campers and bought themselves an Echo 4x4 camp trailer cum tent.  


Quite spacious, loads of storage space and the bed on top of the small trailer.

Gerhard and Kleintjie (forgot to ask her name, but that’s what everyone calls her) were in another tent.

There were more grass in front of this stand, so we pitched 2 gazebos there for shade.

The ablution blocks are very clean, with showers, toilets and even 2 baths.  Also with toilet paper and soap at the basins.  Outside the ablution building, there’s a dish wash area.  Cleaners are seen throughout the day with brooms and mops.

With everyone unpacked and settled in, we lit the fires, cracked the cold ones and relaxed.  The day has cooled down a bit and we heard birds all over the trees.  An Inyala buck sauntered through the camp.  Munching leaves and leaving behind his ‘calling card’.

Dinner was some lovely lamb kebabs in a marinade (Woolworths) with boerewors (sausage) and potato salad.  There are electric sockets and low-wattage lamps at every stand, but with a powerful gas light, dinner wasn’t a feel-feel experience.

Over coffee, Gerhard and Hein were talking and then discovered something interesting – Gerhard was Hein’s Matric Science teacher.  We’ve met Gerhard once before, but when he mentioned that he was a teacher at Hein’s school, the penny dropped.  What a small world…

Our first night on the mattress.  It went well.  Hein and I had a lovely sleep.  The mattress was firm enough and big enough to be comfortable.

Johannes, Gerhard, Kleintjie & Eric rose early on Saturday morning to play some golf.  We made some coffee, had a rusk and then Ina joined us for a game drive.  Naomi stayed behind to do some sketching. 

Just outside the caravan park, we saw the ostrich family – dad, mom and 3 offspring.  (The other one was just out of my view.)



 
Then we saw these warthogs, snuffling around for roots.

All the animals are quite tame.

But although Mabalingwe advertises the ‘Big 5’, we were quite disappointed in not spotting them.
In the Mabalingwe Nature Reserve, is the famous ‘Kalahari Oasis Pub’ 



 
Ian Roberts, who played the crotchety, pipe-puffing Boet, alongside Moegae (Fats Bookholane) and Swaer (Norman Anstey).  The Castrol Oil adverts as well as the comedy series ‘Kalahari Oasis’ was filmed here.

Hein took some stunning photo’s here.




They’ve taken a toilet seat cover and glued a bird on it.  An old hospital bed.  How smart – they’ve taken tin baths, cut them in half and added legs for bar stools. 

Fanie, the barman, at Kalahari Oasis Pub.  There are also no glasses – only tin mugs.


We only saw a few buck, zebras and giraffes.

This was taken at the Giraffe’s Water Hole.


There is also an Elephant Water Hole.

This fellow was thirsty, but very wary.

‘Look to the left, then to the right ..’

And then he bent down and drank.






Interesting that when he lifted his head, he did it with a jerk.  With water spraying all over.

But we were not quick enough to capture that.

After our game drive, we braaied some boerewors, had some coffee and went for a nap.  The tent was quite stuffy inside – maybe we should have taken a fan, not a heater.

Later the afternoon, we went to the Ingwe Camp for the Sharks Rugby on a big screen.

Just look at this gorgeous view from the deck.  I had a lovely Strohrum Dom Pedro and after tasting it, Kleintjie also ordered one.

Ina had a glass of white wine, which she said only tasted better when it was nearly finished.

The rest of the group had beers.

After a winning victory, we returned to the camp.  Another lovely evening for a braai.

We had marinated chicken pieces, boerewors and rice salad.  It worked out so well, making the salads and marinating the chicken beforehand.  (Of course, the camp fridge helped a lot.)  There were also steaks, baby potatoes, carrot salad and garlic mushrooms.

We went to bed and had another good sleep on our mattress.

Sunday morning we had coffee, while Gerhard made French toast, Kleintjie made a fruit salad and everyone else pitched in with eggs, tomatoes and bacon for the breakfast.

Unfortunately, our tomatoes, onions and eggs were frozen solid, but we contributed bacon and a tin of baked beans.

After washing the dishes, everyone started to pack up.  We approached our tent with a relaxed attitude and under 6 curious and watchful eyes, managed to ‘un-pitched’ our tent within minutes.  We were applauded.

The rest were easily fitted into the trailer and off we went.

My fear for camping has been conquered.

Although I must admit – without the storage cupboard and the camp fridge, it would have been so-so.

Buying the tent, storage cupboard and fridge will happen within the next few months.  For the extra baggage, we’ll just hire a trailer again.

I’ve been quite relaxed the whole weekend, took everything in its stride and enjoyed it immensely.  Although I won’t claim Mabalingwe to be a ‘hot and great’ spot, there are loads of other camping sites with lovely grass, more trees and just a bit more space around us.  Interestingly, even Hein commented on the ‘space’ issue. 

On our way home, we dropped the tent and cupboard at Hugo, went with him for lunch at Irene Dairy Farm, got home and I’m pleased to say – around 4pm, everything was unpacked, packed away, washing done and I could sit back and enjoy the evening with hubby.

Can’t wait for our next camping trip…