Loved one disappears into a champagne pink horizon as the hapless photographer looks on (probably after I made the rondivoll gag one too many times) This was the bridge leading to an infinite beach, a mere stone's throw away from our aforementioned fab rondavel (Muchos gracias to Nige, a brilliant getaway place make no mistake) Obviously there's going to be no logic as to how I load up images of our jolly jaunt, It's utterly dependent on whether I've run an image through touch-up or not ( No Spencer, not that sort of touch-up). Those wishing to see graffiti related pics taken in and around Cape Town, would do to check out Stickerthing linked on the left. Hell, you should be going there anyway you cretins. This bridge can be found at Fisherhaven, a secluded timeshare just outside Hermanus. I would have callled it by it's official name Flamingo Lake, but as the environmental protection people saw fit to bulldoze a giant hole in the dunes to drain off excess water, there are now no flamingos and no lake. Still, t'was farging gorgeous.
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