The drive to Cape Agulhas from Hermanus was filled with Merino sheep (imported here 200 years ago), cows, goats, farms, rolling green hills and villages like Napier and Bredasdorp.  Arriving to Cape Agulhas the road curved down again by the sea.  The water here seemed even more aqua blue, and very rough.  this is a treacherous coast, with many shipwrecks in its past.  We walked down and put our toes in the water before heading to the lighthouse.

We went to the marker showing the “southernmost point in Africa” and the place (generally) where the Atlantic and Indian Oceans meet.  After a few quick photos of the point and the historic lighthouse, we head to Cape Agulhas seafood for some fried calamari and hake.  A short visit to the quaint harbor at Struisbaai, and we were on our way again.  Once we were back on the main highway, N2, there were more and more ostrich when there weren’t sheep or cows.  Passing was three wide with the use of the shoulders of the roadway.  A few more hours to Wilderness, where we started hunting for the farm we planned to stay at.

The Wild Farm Backpackers is my favorite hostel/backpackers so far.  The setting is spectacular, with 360-degree views of ocean, river, farmlands, and the Outeniqua mountains.  Riaan, our host, showed us our room, and gave us some details, encouraging us to grab some veggies from the garden for dinner.  We took a walk and did just that.  My beet, carrot and onion salad was the freshest meal I’d had in ages, and it was oh-so-tasty.   Perhaps it was the season, but we felt like we had the place to ourselves.  We curled up and watched a movie with a bottle of wine in the common-room/bar area, and had a peaceful sleep.

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