Some images from my last two scouting outings on the furtherest farm. This is where only the longest course goes.
Warrin’s ‘pet’ horses. The mom (white) with her son (brown) and another male that lives with them. They roam free on the farm. They’re tame and friendly but are not riding horses. The farm is their forever home.
In places, stones have been cleared from paths and tracks. But over time they end up back on the tracks. How? Baboons! These cheeky critters enjoy tossing stones onto roads and paths. Nothing stays clear for too long.
A glimpse of the Vaal from deep in the Dome.
Soft light on the top of the ridge as another day closes.
Warrin has spent many hours with me out here showing me tracks and views and sights on this farm. From the western-most to the eastern-most edges of the route the terrain has so much variety