Beers & a Trip up the Mountain

We packed a couple of beers each and chips and chocolate and headed off to Signal Hill to see the sun set over Camps Bay way. It was windy and cold when all three of us went but we found a spot with a bit less wind where we were able to munch our chips before they flew away. It was so cold and unpleasant waiting for the sun to go down, which seemed to be taking longer than normal, that we wanted to press a heavenly 'fast forward' so that we could get back to the comfort of our car. But not being able to find this elusive 'fast forward' button we briskly walked back to our car out of the wind and cold. So much for our spiritual experience.

In May though, when Cath and I went up, it was a lovely windless sun set and these 'photos were taken then. The road up the mountain was bumper to bumper with Capetonians enjoying their life and tourists awe-struck at one of the most beautiful cities in the world. People gathered and found good spots from which to see our planet's orange ball giving us night and dark and coolness while giving day and warmth and light to another part of our mysterious world. As the sun went down people became quieter and watched as it slowly sank into the ocean leaving a strip of orange brilliance where it had just been.