Baljaar

Water leaching down from the mountains through the fynbos, develops this curious weak tea colour as soon as it gathers in river form. Chuckie called it the coca-cola river and took to it like the proverbial poisson. This joyful abandon looked to me like it needed a watercolour wash to edge it over into hyper-reality. Just the merest hint y'know. Loved one and I preferred a bit of long distance parenting, sitting at the restaurant overlooking the river with a cold Savanna and the odd encouraging wave. The Milkwood serves an excellent seafood platter and Chuck was moved to announce his new favourite food was moules in wine. Where he gets such lofty tastes from I know not, pass the crayfish cracker there's a good boy, burp.

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