Spending a little time… raising a glass to crossing Africa… on a bicycle. Jeremy – from Switzerland – is cycling from Cape Town all the way north through the African … (continue reading)
Author: Freddie Roux
Twintig jaar. Dis hoe lank ons hierdie Augustus al woon in ons huis in Riebeek-Wes. Die wit huis met die groen dak en die haan op die dak (soos ons altyd … (continue reading)
Frankryk… waar die verkeerde bier in die verkeerde glas kom… En daar altyd spontaan water met ete gegee word. Waar daar altyd ‘n ou omie alleen sit en eet. En … (continue reading)
Arrive in the greens of Ireland… to a thousand welcomes. Take the train west… for Galway… where the spirit of life runs deeply free… like a wild river. Leave again… … (continue reading)
Dis hoe dit was vir my om van die bekendste klimme in Vlaandere te kon fiets. ‘n Handvol Vlaamse vriende – ten spyte van my teëstribbelings – het maande gelede … (continue reading)
Perhaps it’s just perception… see what you want to see… hear what you want to hear. … (continue reading)
(A post from Cecile's Facebook) Sixteen years ago Freddie and I decided to drink our very first Guinness. We chose a random pub near our backpackers in Galway, went in … (continue reading)
Unforgettable. To stand on holy ground – De Oude Kwaremont – where – for a century – every year De Ronde van Vlaanderen epic cycling battle happens and signifies the … (continue reading)
From expletives to monuments and bible verses. It must be love. Many of us were young in the 80’s when a certain “Daawid Kraamer” (as his name had often been … (continue reading)
Ons loop saam… vir dertig jaar nou. Mekaar se moonlight shadows. Trying to find ourselves in the winter snow … (continue reading)
Mag ek ook soms wens ek was ‘n visserman? Met breë bors vorentoe in die suidewind Terwyl ek regop in my skuitjie staan Mag ek ook soms droom van … (continue reading)
(A post from Cecile's Facebook) One often hears about winter depression, tips to beat the dark cold winter blues. Why do you never get advice about the summer blues? I … (continue reading)