Good intentions

The plan was to get home and write something profound. Or at least upload the photos from an excellent long weekend and blog about that.

Put simply, it’s not going to happen. Several kilometres of mountain biking last night and several more of running on lumpy dirt roads this morning have put paid to that. Add the (not unexpected, but nonetheless thoroughly unwelcome) post long weekend traffic heading back into Cape Town from the  Overberg and the return to school tomorrow, and it’s obviously a recipe for an early night.

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Therefore, please accept this quick QP (#nofilter, baas) of the weathered rocks near Arniston, where we ate oysters, drank wine and flung ourselves at giant beanbags on Saturday, together with the promise of something better tomorrow.
Probably.