Leaving early in the morning, I know the road to the left point break well. I concentrate on the beauty of the area as I close in on Elands. In Primary School we learnt that South Africa is poor in sweet water lakes. Verlorenvlei is special and rare. Not least to its myriad of flying inhabitants and migratory annual visitors.
After Piketberg I turn north west along the mountain range, with striking red and grey colors on the cliffs. These are magic mountains.
Magic to the horses that are bred here. Magical fruits are cultivated and now Capitalism inevitably hungers for the wealth of the rare earths found in the mountains of magic, on the road to Elands Bay. Will we verloor (loose) Verloren Vlei?
Johnny Clegg sings of the inevitable consequence of progress. Somewhere in my everyday life surely I use tungsten..? For tungsten these mountains and lakes may become toxic. The holy left hand point break may become toxic and deadly. I am also part of capitalism, hungry for tungsten.
I clean and tidy my house before setting of for a wave search. Swell is huge as the second winter storm hits the Cape, I love bad weather!
May we keep earth tidy, and control our hunger for rare earths as we slumber along in our ignorant capitalist lifestyle. Come on Bongani! Bring your part. Emancipation from race is worthless unless the world becomes a better place, are we still this selfish? You were raped, do you have to rape back?
Only if we care about others and their interests can our everyday actions make the world a better place.
Love and respect for earth and life compels us to make informed decisions, to educate ourselves.
Will we verloor Verloren vlei?