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Taylored Trips – Up the Creek
We were trying to decide whether to go to the Origin Festival or to the Up the Creek Festival when I
saw an advert in the Paarl Post to win two tickets to Up the Creek. Verine and I both entered and to my surprise I got a phone call to say I had won. Heeehaa! Thanks Paarl Post.And so, with great excitement we hit the road on Friday 26th
January bound for the Felix Unite Breede River retreat
The Gospel Express and the biggest SA flag at Graham Beck Wines
The best way to your destination is not always the shortest, but this time I actually think it
was the shortest. We turned right at the circle outside Robertson and headed towards Bonnievale and Stormsvlei.
Breede River Sonderend River Stormsvlei farmstall and restaurant
Bridges and tunnel vision, Stormsvlei and N2 roadworks. A short-ish stint on the N2 and it wasn’t too long
We had a light drizzle all night but it definitely did not dampen the atmosphere. The crowd was good, the music was good and the vibe was amazing.
Then it was time for Mango Groove and the crowd went wild. There was dancing and cheering and when they
finished, they were brought back for more. No other band got the ovation that they got.
Mango Groove
Saturday morning made us think we were back at Splashy Fen. Everything was wet and soaked through. The poncho, gum boot and coffee sales went through the roof and everyone was happy, and wet.
The crowd slowly started gathering in the stretch tent at the food court and the party was back on.
The rain started to
dissipate slightly and they announced that the weather forecast was looking up and if they moved the stage down to the river, would the crowd follow and stay down there even if it drizzled again. Amid great cheers of enthusiasm, it was agreed to move the party down to the river venue.
River venue Camping area
The Great Trek started with every shape and size of lilo or floating devise marching off down the hill
to the river.
No glass was allowed at the river and as we were sipping on a bottle of Old Brown Sherry, we had
trudging back up the muddy hill again, to more sales of coffee and sherry.
Around 3.30-ish the weather started improving again and the good times continued.
What a treat, people having fun and bands wherever you look. Later that afternoon we took a walk back up to the
Party, party
Soon it was time for an old favourite at the Jägermeister stage. Albert Frost hit the stage running with
some dazzling lead breaks and riffs, much to the delight of the crowd.
Albert Frost
After another very enjoyabl
e night we made our way back to the Kombi and tucked in. In the morning we had bright beautiful sunshine and we could see the Swellendam mountains for the first time. Nobody minded the fact that it rained most of the weekend and it was very surprising to see how much the Breede River had
risen overnight, indicating that there must have been considerable rain in this drought-stricken area. After an early morning walk-about, we decided to hit the road, much to the enjoyment of the local Blue Cranes.
usual meandering travels, we turned onto an obscure gravel road after crossing the Riviersonderend bridge which led us to the quaint little tucked-away town of McGregor.
McGregor
As is the case in all of our beautiful little hamlets throughout South Africa, a church is always the predominant structure, impressively towering high
above the other buildings. McGregor being no different.
McGregor
The slate walls found in Barrydale are here too, so the classic artisan craft lives on
in another town amongst the other quaint and quirky buildings.
McGregor
We popped in to the beautifu
lly appointed Tebaldi’s Restaurant for something to eat and sat outside on the back stoep. The gardens and the interior décor is really something and in true small-town tasteful fashion which we are spoilt with all over South Africa.
McGregor
After brunch we checked out the town some more and then headed back to Robertson and the normal
hustle and bustle of the R60 through Worcester and then on home through my beloved Bain’s Kloof Pass.
Bain's Kloof Pass Traffic under Dacre’s Pulpit
Caught on camera: Some hikers enjoying the trail and a biker enjoying the road
And so ended another weekend of travel, music, party and FUN!Until next time, “Keep on Tripping!”