Today we’re leaving Cape Town and passing onto Hermanus for southern right whale watching. Another opportunity to see some biggies. Jupiter is certainly with us. What more could I ever want?
But first, we’ll do the bays and beaches.
We head directly to Cliftons Bay, and then respectively to Camps Bay, Hout Bay, Chapmans Peak, NoordHoek. The bays are a scenery with high rising mountains behind and the ocean beating the rocks right in front.
Now, one by one.
Nice. Been there. Done that. That’s all.
Looks like a fisherman’s town on the shore, but then we realize the residential settlement is kind of inward, towards the skirts of the mountains. Looks like a green, mountainous suburban district. Thought balloon: I think we could live here. (We like considering the idea whether we could settle at a place we travel if we enjoy the atmosphere there that much)
Great view. An amazing scenic lookout. Gives a great panoramic picture, whether you have such a camera or not. No words to describe it. This spot was one of the waypoints I definitely wanted to see in our trip. Unfortunately the weather was still cloudy, grey and very windy. Yet, was still worth it.
Very LA or Miami Ocean Drive kind of look and feel. There’s a ‘dolce vita’ mood all around with the fancy cars driving along the shore, girls sashaying with their booties, sun shades, LV bags, and pumped up, cardio-gym-type guys with their tight t-shirts hanging around the cafes and all. There’s a show off going around, looks posh, sweet and light. The beach is fine white sand and the ocean’s just brrrrrr – ice cold! We stop by at Cafe Caprice and order the famous mo-ji-to! Yumm. Of course, we run into some of our own. Wherever there’s dolce vita, there are Turks right on spot.
Heading to Hermanus from the highway, we get stuck in Friday traffic. We literally turn off the engine. And it’s only 4 pm. Do people stop working in the afternoon here? We wonder.
We reach Hermanus around the evening. And just as soon, we see the whales turning and whirling on the shore right by our hotel. Am-ma-zinng!
Our hotel is by the street that stretches along the shore. Sitting at the balcony and drinking our happy-hour beer, we can watch the whales move at a slow pace, splashing water, diving, turning their back and showing their tummy. Oh yes, we’re all good.
Hermanus has a small center. Walking around the square and the streets behind it almost does the central tour. Feeling hungry, we’re attracted to the aura of Fisherman’s Cottage from outside with its small, cosy atmosphere, candle lit tables. C’est tres sympa! We have good fish, good wine and a ‘killer’ malva pudding. Malva pudding is to be noted as a local dessert, especially served with vanilla ice cream. I’ll come back to this later on.
We end the day at Tapas Food & Wine Bar. There’s live music by a boys-band-look-alike group, but they’re cool. We roll the Jacks once, then once again. I stop, my husband orders another. -and for how much? Just nothing. This is certainly the cheapest destination I had Jack Daniel’s at.
And not only.