Today turned out to be an excellent day despite the fact that it didn’t go at all as planned. The weather here has been insanely warm and it was supposed to get up to +10C in the afternoon so Paul and I were going to hit N Table Mountain for a little spring climbing. Sadly it was -4 when I rolled out of bed this morning and the thought of scrambling up rock with frozen fingers wasn’t too appealing.
Rather, in a departure from my usual M.O. we spent the day wandering around downtown, checking out alleys, old industrial areas and a fantastic British Pub(Pint’s Pub) that has the most amazing selection of scotch I have ever seen… seriously, there were some drinks costing upwards of $875!
During our wandering was also the inevitable picture-taking and here are the best of them:
Taken the night before there is a hotel downtown with a quote that works it’s way all around the building.
Mountains are the bones of the earth, their highest peaks are invariably those parts of its anatomy which in the plains lie buried under five and twenty thousand feet of solid thickness of superincumbent soil, and which spring up in the mountain ranges in vast pyramids or wedges, flinging their garment of earth away from them on each side. The masses of the lower hills are laid over and against their sides, like the masses of lateral masonry against the skeleton arch of an unfinished bridge, except that they slope up to and lean against the central ridge: and finally, upon the slopes of these lower hills are strewed the level beds of sprinkled gravel, sand, and clay, which form the extent of the champaign.
- John Ruskin from “The Norton Book of Nature Writing”
Bright colours on the back of The Mercury Cafe
