Table Mountain

We woke to a perfect blue, blue sky. This meant that we were going to climb Table Mountain. I kept reminding Paul not to underestimate the mountain. It might be in the middle of a city, but it was still a mountain. We started the climb from Kirstenbosch Gardens (which by the way, has changed and improved dramatically). We went up Skeleton Gorge, 750m up on paths, ladders and scrabbling over rocks. Then along the mountain for about 1km to Mc Clears beacon which is the highest point on the mountain, just over 1000m. We had a lunch there and then started the descent.

By the time we got back to the top of Nursery Ravine we were both already tired! The 700 meters down the ravine is the toughest walk you can imagine. Poor knees! I was stepping on my toes to break the impact on my knees as they were swelling and aching. By the time we reached the bottom we were too exhausted to really care how beautiful the gardens were. We staggered to the very posh restaurant and had slices of the biggest lemon meringue pie you have ever seen. How we welcomed our little shed and by 8pm that night we were lights out.