Pullover Psychology

Deon Joubert came running out of the house and shouted to his older brother Etienne: “Etienne! Mom says you must tracker tray on!” Etienne knew exactly what Deon meant: It was winter in Harrismith, the sun was going down, we were playing outside, so Ma Joyce was saying he must put on a jersey. Afrikaans:Continue reading “Pullover Psychology”

Berg River Freeze

“Please tell him not to. He’ll never make it”. That’s what Jacques de Rauville told my business partner when he heard I was going to do the 1983 Berg River Canoe Marathon. He had come across me one evening on the Bay and I’d asked which way to go, it being my first time outContinue reading “Berg River Freeze”

Coldest Nights

Some freezing nights I recall. Funny thing is, most hold such good memories! – At home some nights at 95 Stuart Street, getting in between cold sheets in a cold room; Harrismith Free State in winter! In the ’60’s – On the Wilge riverbank with Claudio – sharing a wet sleeping bag after one swimContinue reading “Coldest Nights”

A Farm in Eloff Street

Freezing on top of Platberg, wet and an icy wind. We huddle and chomp some snacks. I brought matches, I’ll light a fire, I announce. But it ain’t easy, dry kindling is hard to come by, but I persevere. Pierre and Tuffy are skeptical: If you get that going I’ll buy you a farm inContinue reading “A Farm in Eloff Street”