The Road to Kirkwood


Outeniqua, pass, mountains, 4x4, south africaIt was 05:00 when I loaded up my car and made my way to Camps Bay to pick up Chad. I had barely slept and we had an entire day of driving ahead of us before we would reach Kirkwood. The guy at the Engen made us two coffees while we searched the store for snacks. Most road trips being like this. An anticipation of adventure if you will. Or just the excitement of leaving routine behind. It’s only after the first three or so hours have passed that you start feeling a bit lighter. When the landscape goes from suburbs, to mountains, to fields as far as your eyes can see.

It’s a strange thing, switching off. How you can’t just decide to go on some grand adventure and hit a reset button in your brain. I’ve learnt a long time ago that the reset button is a figment of our imagination. What you can do though, is step back and realise that in that moment, as the car ticks off miles, as the landscape changes around you, there is nothing that you can do but be present. There is nothing that you can do but be in that moment. Feel the air on your face, hear the music and appreciate the small things while letting go of the chaos for a brief while.

That’s why I live for these little breaks. The moments of having no control, of letting go of the work reins for a couple of days. (Even though that was a slight fail for a bit of the weekend but let’s not bother much with that for now, diving into me being a control freak workaholic is not the topic of this post).

We arrived in Kirkwood about 12 hours after leaving Cape Town. Now before I dive into our stay, let me state – I have, over the years, had my fare share of bnb’s, hotels, airbnb’s you name it so I’ve seen good and bad. Broadlands Country House was by far, hands down, the most beautifully kept, relaxing, quiet, clean and wonderful place.

Driving down the lane that leads to the house, lined with palms and lemon trees we knew we chose well. Our room had everything that we could need, the house itself was incredibly beautiful – understated decor and antique furniture paired with old photo’s from 1925 hanging against the walls made for a really stunning setting.

The house itself was surrounded by a big lawn, a pool, and a lake. The host was so lovely, the breakfast was everything one would ever need. Nespresso machine’s rusks and tea readily available no matter the time of day. AND there was the best cat, Socks. I already miss that bugger. We stayed for three night, and honestly I wish I could have stayed for another couple of days. Honestly, if you find yourself in Kirkwood and you need a place to stay, don’t even bother looking elsewhere.

Anyway, here are some shots from the trip! I’ll do another post soon with the route, and more shots. (There are many…)

xo

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