A blog about what I love….photography and bicycles!


Decembers invited artist

Things have been pretty wild for the last few weeks getting the Agric Hall going anf people have been asking me whats happening for December.  Well December is here and the first person who will be in for the period Dec/Jan is Steve Bailey.  Steve is an award winning Eastern Cape based photographer.  A brief bio follows as do a number of photographs but please visit Steve site www.stevebailey.co.za for more information.

This December we hope to see Allen Hallett return to the Kiln after a very successful exhibition in Gaborone.

An now a brief bio :

“Steve Bailey was born in Liverpool, England and moved to Southern Africa when he was 10.
He has always had a passion for Photography – eventually studying Graphics/Photography, obtaining a City and Guilds Diploma in Graphic Reproduction.
He spent 25 years in Zimbabwe before moving to Cape Town, South Africa. He is now resident in Bedford in the Eastern Cape”, and a few photographs…..


Knysna, to Addo, cold, snow, cats and an elephant or two

The last day at Knysna was cold and wet, a very big cold front came through and clamped down so the Thursday was spent fairly sedentary.  Tracey and Lee-Anne had wanted to spend some time in Knysna proper so Mike and I took charge of the children and went to the heads (and got blown away) and then met the ladies for coffee.  The next day we left early for Addo.  We drove up the N2, over the Van Staadens River Bridge and then stopped off at the Storms River Bridge to take some photos.  On route we noted that it had snowed on the Outeniqua peaks.

From Storms river we drove to Humansdorp, and then to Addo.  This part of the trip was very depressing with the large amount of Prickly Pear (Opuntia species).  Native to Mexico this plant has become a huge problem in South Africa. Leaves falling off root where they fall.  Rapidly a forest grows killing a lot of the local vegetation.  There were areas where there was more pear than anything else.  I have seen problem areas before in the Karroo but this was very bad, by far the worst that I have ever seen.  Invaders are a problem and we noted them in the Outeniquas as well where pines were very problematic on the slopes and Wattles along the rivers.  Once at Addo we surprised the girls with a trip to the Daniells Cheetah Breeding Programme, a very good initiative near Kirkwood.  Here they keep cats for breeding and apparently re-establish wild cats through SA.  We took a tour of the place and saw Serval, Caracoul, Cheetah (the girls got to pet one) and then the best, two Lion cubs.  The girls (and all of us) enjoyed petting and playing with these animals.  They were the size of staffordshire terriers and playful as kittens.

From Daniells we headed to our B and B on a Kirkwood orange farm, a lovely little place, and headed to Addo for the last few hours of the day.  Addo is a very different game reserve.  Most people are used to viewing animals in the bushveld.  This is nothing like it.  Low trees, most being spekboom (Portulacaria afra) a very dense succulent.  Not easy viewing place but we were lucky, within 20 minutes we came accross a herd of approximately 15  elephants right next to the road.  Further along we saw loads of Kudu, a loan hyena and then a large bull eelphant.  It was a very good trip into the park.

After Addo we went back to the B and B, had a light supper and then went to bed.  It was cold and warm beds and tea were welcomed.  The next mornignw as lovely and sunny, unlike the windy overcast day before.  I found a swarm of Vanessa cardui (The Painted Lady) feeding and sunning themselves in the flower beds and took a few pictures before packing up again and heading to Hogsback.

Bikes, crashes, chapels and welcoming the cold front

I started this blog 6 months ago to talk bugs, macro photography and cycling. To date there has been no cycling. Here we go then……………We woke up at 6, got the cycling gear and bikes together and headed to the Garden of Eden parking spot on the N2 toward Plettenberg Bay. We got to the spot, sighned the register and had a quick ride around the board walk through the Garden of Eden before heading onto the Harkerville Red Route. The terrain was easy, but gritty with lots of decomposed sandstone. The night before had seen Mike chuckling at my back tyre, a 1.9’ Maxxis Mimo, I said it was OK but was to eat humble pie as within 5 minutes I crashed hard when everything washing away under me leaving me with a bruised hip (and ego). The Red route is wonderful. Approximately 10km of it is indigenous forest single track (read that loads of roots), about 10km is coastal fynbos single track and the balance logging roads and jeep track. The route is not as technical as the ones we have here in KZN, no massive drop offs or wild rock gardens but there is a lot of loose gravel and roots to make you keep your wits about you. It was a great mornings riding and some of the best riding I have done. This is Mecca. Attached is a map and ride long section.

Harkerville Red Route

Harkerville long section


The rest of the day was spent on the beach or at the famous red bridge with Mikes sons (Nick and Chris and fiend Nick2) and daughter (Robyn Anne) bailing off the bridge. The two elder Nicks are climbers and do a lot of slack lining. A bit of time was also spent discussing Physic 101 and the forces involved in slack lining. Day two started wet and miserable and Tracey took us up to Diepwalle, on the way to Uniondale. The plan was to ride the logging roads as far as the Garden of Eden and then ride back to Knysna along the N2. The ride started wet, it gradually dried out and we had a superb ride, I stayed on the bike and got home in one piece. Attached is a photo (stitch of three) taken with Mikes Blackberry.The Santa Cruz blur on the right is his.

Diepwalle to Garden of Eden Cysle route

After finishing the ride we had a fairly chilled lunch and then headed to Belvedere and Brenton. Belvedere was great and we visited the very pretty Belvedere chapel. The chapel was built by the Bishop of Cape Town, the very same man who founded the famous Bishops School. After Belvedere we went to Brenton beach. I had hope to see the Brenton Blue (Orachrysops niobe) but was told that I was out of season so we went to the beach and played touch rugby.

Belvedere Chapel

Belvedere Chapel

From Howick to Knysna via potholes, passes, plains and ridiculously expensive pasta dishes.


Day one, the trip from Howick to Smithfield started well. Three girls and their kit, Tracey and hers and then me (complete with Bike and photography gear) set off in the Colt. An early start saw us getting up the Oliviershoek Pass and to the approach to Golden Gate early. Despite a few (banned) articulated truck crashes on the winding road to Golden Gate it was uneventful. We drove through the beautiful area that Tracey, Isabelle and I had last visited 10 years ago. We lunched in Clarens, a beautiful little town in the Eastern Free State that has grown incredibly fast and then headed off to Smithfield. This was to prove a little more difficult than expected the first 100 or so kms to the Maseru turn off were great but the rest of the drive was sump crushing potholes and road works. We got to Smithfield late and booked into our bed and breakfast, the Bomakierie owned and run by local artist Peter Retief and his wife. The sons both went to Grey Bloem High School so we had lots of rugby to chat about. It always amazes me that all of the people who have been to the likes of Queens, Grey, Hilton etc, no matter the generation, have so much in common that there never is a quiet moment. We went to a local eatery, rather inappropriately name Pigout. The food was fantastic but horrendously priced. I was told that the prices were similar to the cities but unfortunately have to add that the portions were small and similar food in Cape Town or Durban would cost 60 to 70% of what we were charged.
Next day we headed to Knysna. I was familiar with the countryside up to Smithfield and Colesberg but had not travelled the Kamdeboo and Outeniqua areas for years. On the way to Colesberg we stopped off at the Gariep Dam (old H F Vervoerd). The largest dam south of Kariba it is very impressive. I took the girls over the wall stopped at the lookout and then headed to Colesberg and eventually Graaf Reinet through Karroo rain storms. After all the rather grubby, sad little towns Graaf Reinet was a pleasure. Well groomed gardens, lovely houses and the most beautiful well kept churches around. Anyone visiting the area should over night and the photographic potential of the area and town is incredible. I was particularly excited to drive through the area as I had just read Eve Palmers “The Plains of the Camdeboo” and wanted to see the area again.
The last part of the trip via Aberdeen and Uniondale was awesome. Long stretches of flat country followed by the Outeniquas. We were warned that the Prince Albert Pass was slow but having travelled through the Swartberg a number of times I suspected it would be spectacular. We got to Uniondale, approximately 80kms from Knysna and headed into the hills. The pass, built by mater road builder Thomas Baines well over 100 years ago is a masterpiece of engineering through massive hills and valleys. At times there was no space for cars to pass and a drop of 50m next to you. The Ericas and Proteas were in flower and I saw a number of Dira clytus flying (at this point I must add that, as driver, I was advised to spend a little less time watching the fauna and flora and more time keeping the car on the road). The Poort was spectacular, massive folded sandstone buttresses, narrow roads, cliffs, setting sun……beautiful. We found a little hamlet in a secluded valley about half way through and have attached a few shots below. I have no idea what people do here but I am sure it is a very peaceful place to live (by the look of some of the locals it was extremely peaceful and assisted with some local floral produce).

Prince Albert House 2

Prince Albert House

Pan view of the Outeniquas

The final drive to Knysna was down the dirt roads from the Buffels forestry to Diepvalle, past the big tree parking, all through indigenous bush and very beautiful. At this point though it was getting dark, the girls were getting tired and we were very happy to get to Knysna. We met our friends, Mike and Lee-Anne Hyslop and their children and guests at their house on Leasure Isle unpacked and settled down to a braai and a few cold beers. Plans for the next day started with a Harkerville bike ride. Something that I have looked forward to for a long time.