What is it about the Drakensberg in winter? A few days away there can be so inspirational... the berg is so startling in her rough, wintery patchwork blanket of charred black and golden browns. The whole landscape just so alive with texture from the crunch of trodden-on leaves and bark, to the crispness of the freezing morning air and that seamless blue sky...
thin strips of dusty road diffusing into cloud behind cars... those distant mountain peaks stacked against the horizon, fading like a stage backdrop from washed-out grey to almost white in the hot noon sun...everything so burnt and golden at the same time...
Seriously, it's a breathtakingly beautiful place!
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