Jo Rust

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This popped up from Cape Agulhas Tourism on Facebook:

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That’s Jo(landie) Rust and she’s happy to be back at Cape Agulhas because:

I made it! I achieved my dream of becoming the first woman to circumnavigate the African continent on a motorcycle, solo. Words cannot describe this moment.
L’Agulhas, most southern point in Africa, Sunday 24 November 2013.

We passed Jo and the convoy of supporters which had joined her for the final leg of her journey as we were heading out of Struisbaai yesterday. At that point, I didn’t realise exactly what she had achieved. Now I’ve had a chance to have a look at her website, I do.

What an amazing story. Go see.

Outrage first, think later

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Here’s an interesting comment from “World’s Best Father” Dave Engledow.

You may remember him from such posts as the one above and the infamous – and so recognisable – Bargaining Ratios.

It’s Thanksgiving time in America, and Dave is recalling the outrage that ensued when he posted this picture on his Facebook feed:

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In his words:

I think the negative reactions must have come from people who saw this image in their friends’ newsfeed and didn’t realize what they were looking at, but the expressions of shock and anger from complete strangers kept me amused all day after I posted it.
What killed me was that people thought this was a real picture, never even stopping to question the fact that they were looking at a 20 month old child holding a 14 pound turkey in one hand, let alone all of the other jokes hiding in plain sight in this image.  I think sometimes people get so caught up in wanting to believe in the stupidity of others, that they themselves end up looking, well..you know.

See, what I’ve done is to get caught up in this trap in the title of this post. So anxious to point out others’ misplaced outrage that I assumed that they had thought afterwards. This is obviously not what happens in slacktivist outrage.

Ever.

Quota Sunset No. 4196

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Breakfast on the beach, lunch in the local pub and then supper watching the sun go down at the shipwreck.

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Truth be told, I’ve seen much better sunsets, but I didn’t miss the opportunity to pop a few long exposure photos off afterwards.
Those will have to wait to be uploaded and shared until I have an internet service which doesn’t rely on rubbing two sticks together and praying to Kwan, Almighty Lord of Connectivity.
Or “tomorrow”, as I like to call it.

Right, let’s get this post published then. Now, where did I put those twigs…?

Water

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After the Black South Easter and the floods that it brought to Somerset West, the Overberg and the Southern Cape, I’m heading down to Agulhas this weekend and I’m expecting to see the fields looking like this:

The flat nature of the Agulhas Plains (they are plains, after all), means that run off is very slow and they still hadn’t got over the last lot of flooding back in August and September. I know that the roads were underwater over last weekend, but hopefully it’ll be wet around us, rather than all over us today.