Hoops Magazine | 184 Days in Africa

''This is the first magazine I’ve ever written. I have to say that I’m not the best writer, storyteller or photographer. But I wanted to do something with all the stories and photos I collected in the six months I worked and travelled in Africa. I was inspired by the National Geographic Travel magazine to design and fully personalize a magazine myself. Most of the stories were written by me, and the same goes for the photos. I hope you enjoy reading the stories, and otherwise look at the pictures.'' HOOPS Magazine is a publication by Stefan de Hoop. The magazine tells stories about experiences and trips Stefan, and fellow travellers have had. ''This is the first magazine I’ve ever written. I have to say that I’m not the best writer, storyteller or photographer. But I wanted to do something with all the stories and photos I collected in the six months I worked and travelled in Africa. I was inspired by the National Geographic Travel magazine to design and fully personalize a magazine myself. Most of the stories were written by me, and the same goes for the photos. I hope you enjoy reading the stories, and otherwise look at the pictures.''

HOOPS Magazine is a publication by Stefan de Hoop. The magazine tells stories about experiences and trips Stefan, and fellow travellers have had.

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Spitzkoppe, Namibia


GO OUT AND EXPLORE


ONTENTS

HOME

Dolphins in the Backyard p. 10

‘Huh‘ a Surprise p. 13

WORK

A Bloody Whale Tale p. 16

Out on the Boat p. 18

ADVENTURE

No Signal p. 24

Cape to Kruger the Detour p. 25

ACTIVE

Who’s the Predator p. 36

Lost on Table Mountain p. 40

WILD

In Search of a Leopard p. 44

Not So Wildlife p. 54

LIFESTYLE

Cape Town p. 58

Winefarms of the Cape p. 62

4


Glen Beach, Cape Town, South Africa

The name ‘HOOP’S’ or ‘HOOO’S’ not only

refers to my name but especially to my

well-known saying ‘hooo is’. Which was my

astonished reaction to many of the pretty

views in Africa. It’s a Dutch version of ‘wow’.


INTRODUCTION

Hi, this is the first magazine I’ve ever written. I have to say that I’m not the best writer, storyteller

or photographer. But I wanted to do something with all the stories and photos I collected in the

six months I worked and travelled in Africa. I was inspired by the National Geographic Travel

magazine to design and fully personalize a magazine myself. Most of the stories were written by

me, and the same goes for the photos. I hope you enjoy reading the stories, and otherwise look at

the pictures.

Let’s start at the beginning. I’m Stefan de Hoop, in my twenties and currently studying Geo, Media

& Design. From the 14th of February until the 16th of August, I went to Africa to do my 20-week

internship there. I did this internship at the Namibian Dolphin Project in Walvis Bay, Namibia

and Sea Search Research & Conservation in Muizenberg, South Africa. I mainly worked on two

projects there: the Bottlenose Project and the Humpback Project. The goal for the bottlenose

project was to investigate several different datasets and measurements of habitat use of the

bottlenose dolphin, by processing data on the possible factors that could have an impact on

the change of habitat use. The goal of the humpback project was to offer knowledge about the

humpback whale. Information about the humpback whales that are described in scientific papers

is difficult to understand compared to the clear overviews that are shared on socials media

platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and YouTube. The most important information that needed

to be visualized was the forming of supergroups. This behavior is unique and most common near

the coast of Cape Town.

I have to say that my goal, of course, was to pass my internship, which I succeeded in. Still, I

mainly chose Africa because I wanted to enjoy beautiful nature, new cultures, much farther

away from home for a long time. It almost felt like another life. This magazine should give you

a glimpse into my African adventures. Many of these stories and photos do not do justice to the

actual experience you get when you are there. Africa is something you have to experience for

yourself. Finally, I would like to say that I recommend not to plan out trips too much. I have done

this very little and I have had many surprising and unforgettable experiences, from shooting an

AK-47 to cutting into a stranded whale. Have fun reading.

Do you have any feedback? Please feel free to send me an email to s.dehoop@outlook.com.

Me, after a hike in Blyde River.


Blyde River Canyon Nature Reserve, South Africa


THE TRIP



DOLPHINS IN THE BACKYARD

On my first day at the office, I woke up at 8 a.m.

with the message ‘there are sharks in the lagoon,

and flamingos, jackals and dolphins’. I was still

quite acclimatizing because three days earlier, I

was pinning away a little tear at Schiphol Airport.

I immediately ran to the lagoon, that’s the bay that

was about a 10-second walk from our garden. I saw

my colleagues who were busy taking pictures and

observing the behaviour of the dolphins and sharks.

Because I was new, I had no role yet, so I was enjoying

to the fullest. Without thinking about it, I walked in

the shallow lagoon with my flipflops, not knowing

that the 15 Bronze Whaler sharks swimming around

could do something to me. I had not estimated the

sharks very harmful out of enthusiasm, also because

of their length of only 1 to 1.5 meters. After wandering

around for a while, my colleague Bridget, who was

busy taking pictures along the shore, said ‘you better

get out of the water’. I climbed up a scaffolding. Then I

looked at the water from the jetty and saw the biggest

shark of the group, a 1.5-meter long shark, exactly

where I just walked. From that dock, I enjoyed jumping

dolphins, swimming sharks, wandering flamingos

and low flying pelicans for hours. The moment was

so surprising that unfortunately, my camera was still

next to my bed. I also didn’t have my phone with me.

But I am not going to forget this moment.

Just back to the beginning. After a 24 hour flight, I

arrived in the warm Walvis Bay. At the airport Bridget

and Miriam were waiting for me, they could tell me a

lot about work and about Walvis Bay on the way home.

I arrived in a kind of holiday park-like complex with

small cosy houses. The front yard was full of whale

bones and other skeletons of marine mammals. In the

house, the work team was busy processing the data

of the boat day they had in the morning. I introduced

myself and got an excellent first impression. In the

corner of my eye, I could already see the ocean. It was

practically our backyard. A little later, I was led to

my room by Jack, my new roommate. It all took some

time getting used to, sharing a place, a small kitchen

and so on. But from the beginning I knew: I’m going

to feel at home here. The outdoor living space was

unbelievable, a spacious garden with benches and

a braai, a park full of palm trees behind it and little

further was the ocean. Every day we saw flamingos

marching from one side of the bay to the other.

Contrary to Muizenberg, where I had done a lot of

online research, to see what I could expect, I did not

do for Walvis Bay and Namibia. This brought me to

the most surprising and beautiful moments. From

climbing one of the highest dunes in Namibia to

cleaning up a freezer full of biopsies of whales and

dolphins. I will briefly explain the latter.

THE HOUSE THE OFFICE THE BACKYARD

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In Namibia fieldwork was necessary, I had at least one

fieldwork day in a week. One of the first fieldwork

days was quite unusual. We had to go to the garage

with the whole team to reorganize a large freezer. The

freezer was full of pieces of whale skin, whale heads,

a dead penguin, a small baby dolphin and other body

parts of marine mammals. This sounds very cruel,

but this was incredibly interesting, educational, but

still, extremely rancid. The Namibian Dolphin Project

kept this for further research in laboratories. I also

did some fieldwork there from a kayak. My colleague

and I then had to install a hydrophone (underwater

microphone) in the bay behind our house.

Furthermore, I did fieldwork with our zodiac and

from a tour boat. The last one that was definitely my

favourite. Spotting dolphins, keeping track of data and

especially sharing my, albeit little, knowledge about

the underwater world of Namibia with tourists on the

boat. Okay, I didn’t talk that much with the tourists, I

still had some trouble with the English language in

the first weeks. I often picked up my phone before I

wanted to tell a story to quickly translate some words.

One of the most memorable moments on the boat in

Namibia was that I saw 2 Heaviside dolphins jumping

synchronously right next to our boat.

Seriously, I was the only one who saw it, and there were

five others on the boat who had a lot of experience in

spotting dolphins, how?!

I won’t forget the house in Namibia. Even though I

never spoke to neighbours, and it could be unsafe,

my housemates, the sociability and the dolphins that

could be seen weekly from the house made me feel at

home. Another advantage of the house was that it was

only a 15-minute walk from the only two restaurants

of Walvis Bay, the office and the harbour. The office

was a small cabin on the grounds of a restaurant. With

5 of us, we were usually in the three by two meter loft,

which by the way was located just next to the ocean.

We had to bring our own wifi from the house, that wifi

could only handle 2 to 3 devices. But that also made

Namibia beautiful. The craziest thing I experienced in

the office was that a fisherman brought a Cape Gannet

which he found on his boat during his fishing trip. The

bird had the bird flu, and for the Namibian Dolphin

Project, it was reasonable to take care of birds as well.

Still, I thought it was weird because at that moment I

was alone in the office, making an infographic about

Heaviside’s dolphins. My colleagues took the bird to

the vet. Strangely enough, the vet did not accept the

bird. I won’t go into the end of this story, that’s better

for everyone*.

*We burned the bird in the dunes

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FEELS LIKE HOME

I often go on adventurous holidays with my family.

We don’t sleep in the most luxurious hotels but

mainly do the most adventurous activities. For

example, when I went to the Azores with my parents

and three brothers, we always slept in a different

Airbnb. This allowed us to hang out with the locals,

and we got to hear the most beautiful stories about

the surrounding areas. On holidays I also never had

trouble feeling at home. When I can surround myself

with friendly people I soon feel at home.

In Cape Town, I already planned to arrange my

accommodation with Airbnb. I had to arrange this

months in advance for my visa (I can write a book

about that procedure). For the months that I worked

at Sea Search in Muizenberg, I booked a room at

the ‘Superhost’ Heide. Heide offered me a spacious

bedroom and a private bathroom. I had to share the

kitchen and living room with two other housemates.

But what a great choice I had made!

THE HOUSE

Not only the house was great, but my roommates

and Heide also made me feel at home. One of my

roommates was a South African, Thulani; it clicked

pretty fast between us. He is an incredible storyteller

and cooked for me once in a while! Thanks to Thulani,

I also learned a lot more about Cape Town and

South Africa in general. I noticed that many locals

are very wary in Cape Town and talked a lot about

negative experiences. This is understandable; South

Africa is not the safest country. I already heard from

my Namibian colleagues that I had to be cautious,

especially in Cape Town. Thulani also taught me a

lot about this.

The other great thing about the house on Wherry

Road was that it was only a 5-minute walk from

Coen’s house. Coen is a friend of mine from the same

study; he also worked at Sea Search. We spent a lot

of time together, also Jordy, another study friend

that lived in Stellenbosch, half an hour away. Soon

we found out that more Dutch people were living

near us, some even from the same university.

My house was only a 10-minute walk from one of

the best places to start surfing in South Africa;

Muizenberg Surfers Corner. In the first weeks, I

was allowed to borrow Heide’s longboard, but I

wanted a shortboard. To challenge myself more. As

impulsive that I am, after a few weeks I bought my

own surfboard. Sometimes I surfed on a daily base

and other times just one time a week. It made it a

lot easier that I could often start working later, leave

earlier or take an extended surf/lunch break.

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‘HUH’ A SURPRISE

My friends Max, Ray and Anna had just arrived in Cape

Town, not knowing they were helping with one of the

biggest surprises. Ray and I went to Camps Bay one day. It

was Ray’s first time there. I brought my surfboard, which

went fine in the Uber. Coincidentally, two other friends

Frank and Faye, who lived in Stellenbosch, were also

planning to go to Camps Bay. After trying to surf with Ray

at Glen Beach, we met Frank and Faye at Tigers Milk, a bar

with sea view. We sat down to have lunch and drink some

beers. Suddenly Max and Anna arrived.

Max said, “Steef we have a surprise for you, come along” and

Anna was filming. I didn’t want to focus all the attention

on myself and said slightly annoyed ‘no, no’. I don’t like

surprises anyway, but I do like this one! It took me a few

seconds before my dear brother, and his girlfriend walked

into the terrace. ‘Huh’ was my first and only reaction. They

were joking before I went to Africa that they would visit

me. But seriously, surprising your little brother after he

has been living 10000 km away from home, for five months,

is something I couldn’t have imagined. My reaction was

certainly not like those viral and emotional homecoming

videos, rather superficial. But inside I was crying with

happiness. I was too surprised to get emotional.

We were all enjoying each other’s company for a while, the

drinks and the warm weather. By the way, my brother’s

name is Evert-Jan and his girlfriend ’s Annemieke. That’s

easier for the story. Annemieke told me on the terrace that

they had been travelling from Johannesburg to Cape Town

for three weeks (!). South Africa had a special place for her,

just like for me. Annemieke lived and worked here for a

long time.

I was so happy. I was surrounded by my friends and family.

I wasn’t homesick at all, but I noticed now how much I

missed them. We spend the following days by doing fun

stuff; Going out for lunch, going to the movies, teaching

Evert-jan and Annemieke some surfing skills, drinking

wines and watch some Netflix with Uber Eats.

Evert-Jan and Annemieke on Lions Head

HOME | ‘HUH’ A SURPRISE

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Text: Evert-Jan de Hoop and Annemieke van Neutegem

Port St Johns Airfield

On the 1st of July, we left for Johannesburg, South Africa.

We had secretly booked tickets to surprise Stefan. There

wasn’t much on the planning, 3,5 weeks of road trips,

hiking, sunbathing, braaiing, surfing, and enjoying were

ahead of us. It was not the first time in South Africa for

Annemieke, but it was the first time for E-J.

In the first week, we visited friends in the Free State. We

slept in Airbnb’s or accommodations via Lekkerslaap

for most of the other days. When in Africa, a safari is

almost essential, we visited Pilanesberg National Park.

We slept in a tent and booked a morning safari. After less

than 10 minutes in the park and we had seen a leopard,

caracal and an elephant. EJ had so much beginner’s luck,

Annemieke did not mind at all.

We left Pilanesberg and went to the Drakensberg. Here

we stayed in an eco-lodge surrounded by baboons. The

scenery and rising sun that gave the mountains a rose

champagne colour were incredibly beautiful. After all

this beauty, it was time to visit Durban and Port st. Johns.

In Durban we tried not to be afraid of the woman where

we stayed, she was convinced that we couldn’t go out

in the streets in the evening, we didn’t think that way

and turned out to be right (or lucky). From Durban to

Port St. Johns was a long drive. The ride brought several

challenges; There were roadkills (dogs to Annemieke’s

sadness), slow trucks (to the grief of both of us), cows

on the road, potholes, and police officers. However, the

danger had not yet passed when we safely arrived in Port

st. Johns. We decided to chill on the beach at our hostel,

and E-J wanted to go for a swim.

Suddenly an alarm went off, and he was still in the water.

That was a shark alarm. Apparently, this beach was called

Death Beach, and the bull sharks were always looking for

a snack. E-J chose not to take a dive, and we could spend

the rest of the holiday together. E-J wanted to dive. He

loves being in the water. So he participated in the Sardine

Run (Search that one up on YouTube).

Meanwhile, Annemieke was alone in the hostel and was

accompanied by a monkey. Now monkeys (especially

baboons) can be very dangerous and even deadly. But

luckily, this one stood on a fair distance, so there was no

significant danger.

We continued to Port Elisabeth. This was a great place

to chill out. After this, we went on to Mossel Bay with

an extra stop in Jeffreys Bay. E-J had already called a

surf school and made an appointment. The instructor

had understood C-J, instead of E-J to Annemieke’s great

pleasure. “Come on, C-J, Yes! Very nice C-J!” are still

popular terms. We drove the rest of the route to Mossel

Bay on the Garden Route, and it is not surprising that

everyone who visits South Africa is familiar with this

route.

We had been in South Africa for more than two weeks,

and we kept our experiences very quiet because we

were going to visit the only “town” that we planned in

advance, Cape Town! Stefan stayed here, and we knew

where he was, thanks to his friends. We had been looking

forward to the surprise. We met Steef’s friends at their

hotel, and there we were, just waiting for Stefan to show

up. But he didn’t, he decided to stay surfing a bit longer

and have lunch in Camps Bay. With some risks (we could

drive past each other), we decided to go that way... And

yes, there he was! Having a beer at Tiger’s Milk, far and

long from home. The most memorable thing about the

meeting for us was that Stefan was quiet as a mouse,

besides the repeated word ‘huh’. This only happens when

something bad or fun happens. We then assume that, in

our case, it was the second option.

In Cape Town, we explored the city with Stefan as our

guide (highly recommended). We visited the Cape of

Good Hope, visited The Labia Theatre, which is the oldest

independent movie theatre in the country, and Steef’s

house and living space in Muizenberg. All in all, we were

enjoying every moment (and all the wines) to the most.

We still miss this regularly. The beautiful country has

many sides, truly worth discovering for yourself!

Baie dankie stefankie sprankie flankie stankie surfplankie

Evert-Jan and Annemieke in Muizenberg

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SURF'S UP

After work, I usually put on my wetsuit and ran with a surfboard under my arms to Muizenberg’s beachfront.

I quickly forgot the pain of running barefoot over rough asphalt when I saw the waves. The waves in

Muizenberg are excellent for beginners and intermediates. In the water. I could fully relax on my board and

became one with the ocean, it is very calming. I lost the work stress that I often experienced as soon as I

was in the water. Sometimes I lay on my board for hours while I only took 1 or 2 waves. Not only because I

didn’t manage to stay on my board, but mainly because I was busy enjoying the surroundings. From Surfers

corner you had a perfect view on False Bay, from Cape Point to Pringle Bay.

Some memorable surfing moments:

Sundowns

After work, it was great to enjoy the sunset while

surfing. The best view at dusk was on the west side

of Table Mountain NP. But the twilight made the

whole sky bright red/pink and often spectacular

enough, on the east side. It was also a lot quieter

in the water after 5 o’clock because the surf classes

and other surfers without their own board had to

hand in their surfboard. So around sunset, it was

ideal catching some more waves and ending a

working day without stress.

Whales

Even though I was still sick with the flu, I started

surfing again. I didn’t pick up many waves, once it

took a long time before there were clean waves. I

looked around for a bit. Further on, I saw some

scattered whitecaps, so I kept looking in the distance.

Suddenly I saw two big tail slapping Southern right

whales. I excitedly shouted, “look a whale!’’ Which

also got some fellow surfers enthusiastic. The whales

surfaced a couple of times, about 100 meters away

from my surfboard.

Clumpsy

Surfing is certainly not harmless. I had to suffer

sometimes. Perhaps, the worst injury was my

mild concussion (which I diagnosed myself). I was

standing in the shallow waters, not knowing that

the waves can be quite strong here as well. A strong

wave flipped my board into the air and crashed

into my head. For a moment, it felt like my nose

was broken. I asked a stranger if my nose was still

straight and asked the nearest bar for a bag of ice. A

couple of days, I took it a bit easier.

Sunrises

Morning surfs, get up at 6, wetsuit on and go into the

water without breakfast. Just before work, enjoying

the rising sun and refreshing temperature of the

water. The waves are surfable almost every day in

Muizenberg, and the sunrise is beautiful nearly

every day unless it’s too cloudy. From Muizenberg

you had a perfect view of the dawn, the beach is

quiet, and you can start your day well together with

many other surfers.


A BLOODY WHALE TALE

Just drank my morning coffee before I went to

the office. Suddenly my internship supervisor

texted me that there was a possibility that we

could see a stranded whale near Simons Town,

which was about 20 minutes from our office. I

was immediately interested to go as I had never

attended a whale stranding, crazy, right? When

I arrived at the office, it wasn’t entirely clear

whether the whale had washed ashore or not,

so we maybe had to wait. Whether the whale

could be lifted onto a truck depended on the

state of the ocean. My internship supervisor,

Simon, was still too busy with his work. Still,

some other colleagues and I could take a

look at the incident. If we weren’t able to see

anything there we could still have seen the trip

as fieldwork, the road to the slipway at Millers

Point, where the whale had been reported, was

along the coast so there was a good chance you

could see dolphins or whales from your car

window. Unfortunately, this didn’t happen, but

when we arrived at the slipway, we saw a 13

meter long Bryde’s whale with a big swollen

tongue. The slipway was quite steep so the whale

couldn’t wash ashore, of course, a tow truck

had to be used to help the whale on the truck.

She asked me, ‘‘Are you adventurous?’

I said ‘Yeah, I guess so‘. Then she gave

me a knife to cut into a thick layer of fat

So we were watching a large marine mammal

being hoisted ashore with a small group of

elderly people, it was a sad but interesting

sight. My colleagues told me that marine

mammals that get washed up ashore had to

be measured, and sometimes necropsies had

to be done. In Namibia, we were allowed to do

this as an organisation ourselves, but in South

Africa, the rules were stricter, and this had to

be done by the City of Cape Town, they have

a separate department with many protocols.

The protocols seemed less strict when She

asked me, ‘’Are you adventurous?’’ I said ‘Yeah,

I guess so’. Then she gave me a knife to cut into a

thick layer of fat. Okay, let’s go back to an earlier

moment. Because she knew that Sea Search

Research and Conservation was doing good

work for marine mammals, she could trust us

better, and my colleagues and I could help with

the whale measurements when It was towed

up ashore. This already took about half an hour,

and I thought the whale could be taken to the

landfill after this, but it wasn’t.

The next step was to cut out the baleen. That’s

some filter-feeding system that all baleen

whales have, instead of teeth. These bristly

baleen plates filter the whales’ favourite prey

from seawater inside their mouths. Baleen

is made out of keratin, the same protein that

makes up our fingernails and hair. The lady

that was in charge didn’t have enough people to

help, so she asked me to cut the baleen with a

blunt knife. Of course, I was totally unprepared

for this. I was wearing all-white shoes, short,

thin sports shorts and one of my favourite

shirts. But yes, I did everything in the name

of marine research. And besides, I was never

going to get this chance again.

I was the one who had to cut deep into the

whale’s mouth, which didn’t work out because

I didn’t know where and how to cut it. During

the cutting, I got some tips, but that didn’t help

very much in the end. A risky fact was that I

had to cut closest to the swollen tongue, which

almost exploded. In the end the baleen series

was removed from the whale with brute force,

the brain juice flew through the air because of

the chainsaw she used instead of the knives.

Look at the right page to get a better picture

of the story. Also take a look at the 5th pic,

where you can see how far the blood covered

my body. By now, my shoes still smell like

whale blood, but I don’t want to get rid of

them because of this memorable story.

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This article is written with all due respect for the marine mammal, which died due to the illegal placing of

fishing nets in False Bay. As a result, the animal became entangled.

WORK | A BLOODY WHALE TALE

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Out On The Boat

‘I’m working’ I could tell while I sat on the boat all

day looking for whales and dolphins. If we saw a

dolphin or whale, it was usually my job to fill in the

data form. For instance, I had to describe how often

a whale surfaced, how large a group of dolphins

was, and the behaviour of the animals. On the boat,

I learned to be more alert and to focus on one goal:

spotting marine mammals, that certainly succeeded.

In Namibia, we saw a lot of dolphins. I was there in the

season that there were fewer whales. In Cape Town,

I immediately started working hard for the first few

days. I had about four boat days in a row. Every boat

day in Cape Town was a great success. We saw a lot of

different animals, and we could work well together

as a team. I saw 1200 common dolphins during the

first days, they jumped out of the water and swam

with the boat for hours. The pictures do not do justice

to this moment. Unforgettable.

This page shows which and how many dolphins and

whales I saw.

25

15

10

1200

Common Bottlenose Dolphin

Bronze Whaler Shark

Heaviside’s Dolphin

Common Dolphin

Bryde’s Whale

23

2

Humpback Whale

2

Southern Right Whale

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‘‘

I saw 1200 common dolphins during the

first days, they jumped out of the water

and swam with the boat for hours.

False Bay, South Africa


WORKING IN KRUGER

In the middle of Kruger National Park

lies the Southern African Wildlife

College (SAWC), or the College for

short. With a 40-minute drive from

the tourist destination of Hoedspruit

and only passing a couple small,

traditional villages in between it is a

very remote place. Right when you

drive through the outer gates, you

feel like you are entering a special

place. Even before entering the

College’s premises, you can already

spot some of Africa’s wildlife.

There are students for all sorts of

conservation-related programmes,

such as (un)armed field ranger,

dangerous site guide and even

professional hunting. Most of the

students already have a job in

conservation and are going to the

College to acquire some new skills

that they can use in their jobs.

The College itself is basically a

campus how you expect it to be;

but inside a private nature reserve

where you hear the lions roar at

night and elephants regularly come

by the front gate. It consists of two

buildings where students live in small

apartments, a mutual dining room,

several classrooms, offices, research

units and guest houses. On a normal

day, breakfast starts from 7 am until

8 am. For breakfast, lunch and dinner,

there is a buffet where you can get

your food. The first classes start at

around 8.30 am. Students usually get

theory classes, as well as practical

classes, where they go out in the field

and apply their skills there.

Jordy on his mission with SAWC

Text: Jordy de Jong

Apart from training students, the

College is also broadly involved in

several conservation projects. One

example is putting GPS trackers in

rhinos, which is quite an operation.

Firstly, SAWC’ airplane will take-off

and scout the area, looking for the

rhino. After the rhino is spotted, a

helicopter with the vet will take-off

and go to the location of the rhino and

shoot it with a tranquilizer. When the

rhino is losing its consciousness, the

ground team must get to the rhino

and prevent it from falling over by

pushing it. If a rhino falls over, there

is a possibility that it will get a dead

leg, which prevents it from getting

up after the operation is finished and

leaving it vulnerable for predators.

While the ground team is pushing

the rhino, the vet will eventually have

landed and given it an antidote to

slowly let the rhino wake up.

This will give the ground team about

20 minutes to put a GPS tracker in

the horn and acquiring DNA material.

After 20 minutes, the rhino will be

able to stand on its legs by itself and

won’t be vulnerable anymore. The job

is than done and the air and ground

teams can return to the College.

The work that SAWC is doing is

essential to Africa’s wildlife. Both

training students and doing

conservation operations make such

a big difference. Revolutionary ideas

and methods can be tested at the

College and spread to other national

parks if it proves to be successful. The

Southern African Wildlife College

is therefore an integral part in the

battle against poachers and other

threats to wildlife.

WORK | WORKING IN KRUGER



HEATSTROKE?!

Sossusvlei, Namibia


Deadvlei is the most remarkable sight in the Namib Desert and one of

the most impressive views of Africa. As the temperatures are above

40°C on average, most people may think that hiking Big Daddy is

best to do in early mornings or late afternoons when the sun starts

to dawn. Big Daddy is the highest dune overlooking the saltpan of

Deadvlei. Well, Jack, Anna and me weren’t thinking like those people.

We started the morning slowly with a dip in the pool, breakfast on our

gas stove and enjoying the surrounding views on our campsite. We

wanted to hike Big Daddy this day.

Around 11 we left for Deadvlei with our 2WD. At the entrance of the

park, we heard that we had to park our car halfway to continue with

a tractor, the roads were too sandy and unpaved. We started the hike

at about 11.30. After only half an hour, we realized what a huge climb

we had taken on. The African sun was only getting hotter and hotter.

And on top of that my water bottle was getting emptier. To reach the

top it took about 2 hours for us, and I think I ran out of water halfway.

I continued at my tempo and soon found out that Jack and Anna were

way ahead of me. We couldn’t go back, we were far over halfway, there

was no shade nearby, the sun reflected upwards from the sand, and

the sunlight couldn’t be subdued by the clouds either. What also kills

is the soft sand into which you sink and slide downwards. It was

heavy but once arrived at the top the struggles were forgotten for a

moment, thanks to the 360° view over Deadvlei and surrounding the

Namib Desert. The dune panoramas are unreal. The rising sun causes

one side of the dunes to glow a fiery red, while the other is entirely in

the shadows.

After enjoying the views and resting from the big climb, it was time

to go down from Big Daddy, the 325-meter high dune. Going down

took about 5 minutes, it’s much easier to walk down through the soft

shifting sand. Jack and Anna ran down like an oryx chased by a desert

lion. But I felt nauseous and suffered from the drought and heat, so I

walked slower. Once we arrived at the foot of the dune, it took at least

another half an hour before we had crossed Deadvlei. The saltpan

which is white, bright and blinding; fractured by huge cracks scarring

its surface. But still, I had to take my rest moments not to pass out.

What a relief when we got to the place where the tractor would pick

us up again, here was also the only tree in the region, finally some

cooling! But oh man what a terrible drive back we had from there

back to our car. The driver didn’t let the uneven sandy grounds stop

him. I felt increasingly worse. I was so happy when we arrived at our

tent after an exhaustive day. It started to get dark, and the swimming

pool was luckily not heated. Despite my complaints, the 2-hour climb

and the five minutes of bouncing down to the bottom are absolutely

worth it. The Claypan is characterized by dark, dead camel thorn trees

contrasted against the white pan floor. The trees are estimated to be

approximately 900 years old. However, they have not decomposed

due to the dry climate. It is not for nothing a photographic paradise.

Here’s a tip: Take enough water with you, some sunscreen and a hat.

Also, don’t forget to avoid the hottest times of the day ;)

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NO SIGNAL

I was heading to Sossusvlei with my roommates,

Jack and Anna. We had rented the cheapest

Golf Polo (2WD) for a weekend to save costs.

Without investigating the roads and other useful

preparations, we drove off. Soon we came to the

conclusion that there are no asphalt roads for

most of the route from Walvis Bay to Sesriëm. By

the way, this trip took more than 4 hours. Now it

was only a few more kilometres before we arrived

at the campsite, after a long but beautiful ride.

We had lasted a long time on the bumpy roads

without problems. Still, we couldn’t escape with

our heavily loaded 2WD car, and so we got our first

popped tire. I wasn’t even mad. My first popped

tire, I guess this is real Africa. Jack taught me how

to change a tire, but I couldn’t do this without the

help of passing drivers who gave tips to jack(pun

intended) up the car in the soft sand. Luckily we

still had a spare tire. After about an hour, it was

repaired, but in the meantime, we had lost Anna,

who walked to the nearest rest camp to ask for

help. A little further on, we ran into her again. We

spent a couple of great days in Sossusvlei but didn’t

think about getting a new spare tire at the local

tire service of Sesriem.

After the weekend, we headed home. I was waiting

in the back of the car almost until things went

wrong, I have nothing to say about Jack’s driving

just the roads. Luckily we left early because

halfway the route, we had our second flat tire. And

this time we didn’t have a spare.

This time I wasn’t that happy. I was quite hungry,

there was no camp around us, and there was no

phone signal. We tried to get passers to stop, but

that didn’t work out, we walked to a higher spot

for a more reliable signal and so on. Luckily we

were able to kill time, thanks to the box of wine we

still had. A friendly local came from the middle of

nowhere with a cold beer. And our phones would

occasionally pick up some signals. Luckily we were

able to get hold of the tire service in Walvis Bay.

‘’Yes, we’ll be there in 2 hours,” they said. After

(almost) 5 long hours, they came. In a car where

I was surprised they didn’t get a blowout, mainly

because they were heavily overweight, but yes,

they came to help us, you take that for granted.

Even though they were so late. The local was still

with us, unlike us, he didn’t agree at all with the

two tire suppliers’ work. With a few swear words in

Afrikaans, he made it clear that these two needed

to do better. As a precaution, we got an extra tire

for the rest of the 2-hour return trip, which lasted

about 9 hours all in all.

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CAPE TO

KRUGER

THE DETOUR

Jordy and I had already planned to travel from Cape Town to Kruger National Park, long before

our trip to Africa. We knew that we would do that the last three weeks of our trip, but we didn’t

know how yet. After some talks with the locals, we found out that it is not the safest and most

reliable way to drive from the west coast to the east side of South Africa. Our next plan was to

fly one part of the trip and drive the other part. We actually wanted to drive the Garden Route,

which is about from Cape Town to Port Elisabeth. When we almost reached the end of our

internships, we had to make a choice. I trusted Jordy to make a final decision, and he came

up with the suggestion to travel from Cape to Kruger via Namibia, Botswana and Zimbabwe.

I wasn’t immediately excited about the cost of this trip, but I never had any regrets that we

chose this trip after all.

DAY 1

After a long drive, we arrived in a deserted clearing in Gobabis. Apparently, it was a campsite,

but that didn’t feel like it at all. A bit further down the road lived the San People, we spent the

evening together, learned to make fire and enjoyed the sky full of stars.

DAY 2

After an incredibly cold night, much-needed campfire and morning coffee we left Namibia

for Botswana at 7 am. We arrived at Guma Lagoon Camp at around 5 pm. At this peaceful and

relaxing place, we could enjoy views over the Okavango Delta.

DAY 3

We did a day tour through the Okavango. We started with a speedboat to a calmer and

narrower side branch of the Kaokhe River to be guided by locals in a wooden canoe (mokoro).

In the evening we did an extra boat tour and even held some baby crocodiles.

DAY 4

Another early departure after breakfast with a view on surfacing hippos and crocs. This day we

drove through the Caprivi Strip and were welcomed by a road crossing herd of elephants. After

a nice game drive, we arrived at our campsite and were guided by locals.

DAY 5

On to Chobe National Park, another long drive took us to a more luxury resort where we

camped. We did a last-minute game drive this day, and were overloaded with hundreds,

maybe thousands of elephants bathing along and in the Zambezi river.

DAY 6

This morning we started early with a game drive. We saw big groups of buffalo, impala and

hippos. Still, unfortunately, we were sitting in the same car with annoying bird people. Because

of this, we stopped way too long at every flying creature.

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DAY 7

On our way to Victoria Falls, we were stuck in traffic by a blocking herd of elephants.

When we arrived at the Zimbabwean border post, we had to wait for a long time and paid

a lot of money to cross the border. We arrived in a village where I didn’t feel at ease.

DAY 8

We didn’t do that much. We certainly didn’t go back to the National Park to see the

overprized falls, and we didn’t participate in any of the extreme (expensive) activities.

Jordy and I could spend the day with our travel companions, three Americans.

DAY 9

I’ve never been so happy to leave a vacation spot. From the airport in Victoria Falls we flew

to Johannesburg and stayed in our first AirBNB, in Pretoria. There wasn’t much to do, but

we were here mainly to rest for a while, which was necessary after I crashed my tailbone.

DAY 10

A scenic drive along the breathtaking South African landscapes brought us to Catkhin

Park, Central Drakensberg. We slept in our next Airbnb, a recreated African hut. It had a

perfect location, close to a bar and overlooking the Drakensberg.

DAY 11

At the only restaurant in town, we had our breakfast. After that, we went to Royal Natal,

Northern Drakensberg, without doing some research on the possible hiking trails. The

staff told us that we could do the Gudu Falls trail, where we almost got lost. But it was fun.

DAY 12

And back on the road to our next destination, Nelspruit. An Airbnb where usually otters

occur, but unfortunately we had no luck this time. In Nelspruit, we also visited the

botanical gardens, which we could have missed for my part.

DAY 13

Finally, we could get started on the Panorma Route. We continued our way to Sabie and

came across a lot of nice landmarks along the way, like the Lone Creek Falls, Wonder View

and Pinnacle Rock. An incredibly beautiful route to drive, with many potholes.

DAY 14

We paused our trip along the Panorama Route with a game drive in the southern Kruger

area. This was one of the best game drives ever. Our guide Maxwell taught us a lot about

animals and nature and also quizzed us whether we were listening.

DAY 15

We continued along the Panorama Route, starting from a peculiar AirBNB. Our host at

the next Airbnb, Melody, taught us a lot about the area and its history. We went to Blyde

Canyon, A Forever Resort for a coffee, but that ended in an unexpected hike.

DAY 16

The last part of the Panorama Route we drove to the Echo Caves, specular caves with

rock art and rock formations. Finally, we drove to our very final destination, the Southern

African Wildlife College. Here Jordy had good connections so we could stay for a low price.

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DAY 17

We also got food at a low price, breakfast was delicious, and it was also magical to sleep in

the middle of Kruger and hear lions roar at night. Since it was an educational institute, they

couldn’t guide us around the Park, so we did a self-drive game drive.

DAY 18

Because the weather was a bit worse last time we visited Blyde River Canyon, we decided to

revisit this landmark on the Panorama Route. We couldn’t do much at the institute anyway.

We also went to the Chubby Pig, my favourite restaurant in the region.

DAY 19

We could enjoy the pool and enjoy the surroundings, but for the rest, there was nothing on

the planning. We were kinda hoping that we would get a free flight above the Kruger area,

but that was not possible in the end, we still owe it though.

DAY 20

It was our last day, and we had to prepare for several flights in the coming days. With the first

one from of a small airport in Hoedspruit back to Cape Town, via Johannesburg. This day I

realized that it was all over.

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CAMPING IN THE WILD

‘‘ Around 3 o’clock, we decided to sleep outside of

our tent to fall asleep while looking at the stars.

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SPITZKOPPE

Just a short camping trip to

Spitzkoppe with my roommate

Jack. That’s one of Namibia’s most

recognizable landmarks. It took me

a while to convince him because of

his work schedule. When I did, we

told each other that we didn’t want

to google what we had to expect and

where we would spend the night.

That turned out to be one of the best

plans ever. After about 2 hours,

we arrived in a quiet community

with slums and two campsites. We

chose Spitzkoppe Tented Camp, to

be exact on campsite 10. At the foot

of the 1728m high mountain range,

we put up our tent and started the

braai, in between we could enjoy

passing dassies and a spectacular

sunset. After the braai, we sat by the

campfire talking to local security

guards who had great stories about

the surroundings. The starry night

was phenomenal. I had never seen

anything as beautiful as this. Jack

and I tried to experiment with the

shutter speed on our cameras to

make the most beautiful pictures of

the milky way. Around 3 o’clock, we

decided to sleep outside of our tent

to fall asleep while looking at the

stars.

KAROO

Coen came up with the idea to join

the ‘survival experience’ that agency

4exchange organized in the Karoo.

This was an experience intended

for students who arranged their

internships through the company,

but outsiders were also very

welcome. After reading the itinerary,

Coen, Jordy, and I went along. We

arrived at Roam Private Game

Reserve after about 7 hours and

stayed in a tented camp, with about

25 students. The whole weekend we

were taken care of by excellent staff

members and safari guides. Many

wild animals wandered through

the area, also past and through the

campsite. During the day, we did a lot

of activities; game drives, shooting

handguns and AK-47, man tracking,

and cheetah tracking. And in the

evenings, we could enjoy the starry

night, the moonrise, and the beers

by the campfire. Jordy and I were

often the last ones remaining at

the campfire with our self-brought

Amarula.

BOTSWANA

Camping in Botswana is excellent.

Jordy and I joined a nine-day

camping trip through Namibia,

Botswana, and Zimbabwe. The tour

operator, African Wild dog Safaris,

arranged the tent and mattress.

They weren’t of the best quality, but

the surroundings where we stayed

made up for everything. We also

didn’t get the memo to bring a pillow.

But after a few days, we were used

to that as well. We slept in different

places during the trip. In the open

savannah, along the Zambezi River

overlooking elephants, near the

Okavango Delta surrounded by

hippos and crocodiles and in the busy

touristy spot, Victoria Falls. At the

campsites in Botswana, there was

always a warning sign for hippos

and crocodiles. This meant that they

could walk around the campgrounds

at night. Luckily I never ran into one

at the campsite, but it could make my

story more interesting.

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WORK | HUH A SURPRISE

Spitzkoppe, Namibia


THE LEAST FAVORITE

VICTORIA FALLS

The mighty Falls, discovered by David

Livingstone in 1855, is one of 7 natural

wonders of the world. However, there

are disadvantages to this postmark

which for me and many others find the

place less enjoyable. To summarize my

story: I don’t advise you to go to

Victoria Falls.

I don’t mean to say that I don’t

understand that it is one of the natural

wonders. The 1708 meters wide and

100 meters high waterfalls are

beautiful, the surrounding flora and

fauna make it even more enchanting.

But how could one of the poorest

countries have made a place so

commercial and profitable? In the

village Victoria Falls, where we stayed,

there is no cheap restaurant to be

found, and a beer easily costs double,

compared to cities like Cape Town.

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We arrived in a small but lively village.

We were on our way to our campsite. The

tents were already set up, and we slept

together with dozens of other guests in a

kind of tent village. It was a pity that the

resort was still under construction, so

there was nothing else to do but tap the

wifi in the communal area. It was not the

only place being renovated, many places

in the village Victoria Falls are trying to

develop resorts, restaurants, and other

tourism resources.

Before you arrive at the National Park,

you’ll walk past a lot of locals trying to

sell their craft souvenirs. Once you arrive

at the park, you’ll have to dig deep into

your wallet to pay the entrance fee of 30USD,

and if you want a coffee inside you’ll have to add

5USD. Furthermore, the park is not safe, you’d

say the cliffs have fences, but that’s not true. A

30-centimetre high pile of old branches must

be able to withstand falls and other accidents.

Accidents happen here where people fall out of the

abyss and then get eaten by crocodiles.

Apparently, a year before our arrival, a restaurant

in Victoria Falls had burned down. But in the

meantime, the park staff hasn’t told us anything

about it. So we were looking for a restaurant that

would have ‘the best view of the waterfalls’ for

nothing. This restaurant was also outside the park

so we could not go back and eventually paid about

1USD per minute in the Victoria Falls National

Park.

Okay, I’ll finish up positive. Victoria Falls

provides the most beautiful view of

Zimbabwe. You have a DHL service that can

send one of many souvenirs to your home

address. As you walk through the park

you’ll get a refreshing fog over you, It’s nice

when it’s too hot. It is the only place where

it’s raining year-round. And if you have

enough money, you will not get bored easily

by the many activities in the region.

I’m not the one who’s gonna give you some

travel advice in the end. If you want to go

to Victoria Falls anyway, you have to do it.

I’m not stopping you, that’d be weird. But

know that you’ll lose a lot of money or be

scammed by one of the sly locals.

ADVENTURE | THE LEAST FAVORITE VICTORIA FALLS



A scenic route along some of the most photogenic

panoramas of South Africa. You can drive the entire route in

about 2 to 3 days. The spots we visited are as follows:

1. Nelspruit - This capital of Mpumalanga is located close to

Kruger and the start of the Panorama Route.

2. Lowveld Botanical Gardens - A botanical garden with a

wide variety of flora, a rainforest, and waterfalls.

3. Sabie - A tranquil forestry village situated on the banks of

the Sabie River.

4. Lone Creek Falls

4. Lone Creek Falls - One of the most well-known

landmarks in the region with a height of 70m.

5. Mac Mac Falls - These 65m high waterfalls, further from

the road, are visible from a platform.

6. Graskop - The so-called centre of the Panoramic

Route. A small town, amidst several natural gems.

7. Wonder View - As it says, a wonderful view, over the Lowveld.

Don’t expect much besides a narrow viewpoint.

8. God’s Window - This viewpoint offers a view down more

than 900m into a lush ravine covered with native forests.

8. God’s Window

9. The Pinnacle Rock - Offers another beautiful view with a

big erosion-resistant rock in the foreground.

10. Lisbon Falls - With a height of 92m it is the highest

waterfall in the province, Mpumalanga.

11. Berlin Falls - The 80m high waterfall can be seen with

green waters set off by the surrounding red cliffs.

9. The Pinnacle Rock

12. The Chubby Pig - An excellent restaurant with friendly

staff, charming scenery and good food.

13. Bourke’s Luck Potholes - Slightly too touristic

geological attraction formed by water erosion.

14. Lowveld View - This viewpoint over Blyde River Canyon is

free, unlike other points on the route.

15. Three Rondavels

15. Three Rondavels View Point - One of the largest

canyons on earth, and three rounded peaks.

16. Blyde Canyon, A Forever Resort - A versatile resort with

opportunities for one of the many adventurous hikes.

17. Echo Caves - These are one of the oldest caves in the

world. The mysterious caves were discovered in the 1920s.

ADVENTURE | PHOTOGENIC PANORAMA ROUTE

15. Three Rondavels


WHO ‘S THE

PREDATOR

Sharks aren’t dangerous. This may be an

unpopular opinion, but it’s actually true.

Is one thing that Coen and I learned when

we went cage diving with the White Shark

Diving Company. A lot of people are afraid

of sharks, thanks to the releases of films like

Jaws. But shark-related incidents are rare.

Sharks are not mindless killers, as they are

often portrayed.

Many places in the world offer safe

encounters with the animals. South Africa

is a popular destination when it comes to

white shark encounters.

The number of sharks killed by humans

is much more than the number of sharks

killing humans. There are more reasons

for sharks to be afraid of people than the

other way around. Just look at the statistics.

Estimates from the Marine Policy magazine

suggest that about 100 million sharks get

brutally killed by humans every year. Based

on the estimate of 100 million deaths, we

can conclude that 11.000 sharks get killed

per hour worldwide. The International Shark

Attack File investigated 140 alleged sharkhuman

interactions worldwide in 2019. ISAF

confirmed 64 unprovoked shark attacks on

humans and 41 confirmed provoked attacks.

There are so many animals imaginable that

are more harmful to mankind.

An article in the International Shark Attack

File calculates that humans have one in 3.7

million chances of being killed by a shark.

Your trip to the beach is 132 times more

likely to end in death by drowning, and 290

times more likely to cause a deadly boating

accident. The threat to sharks is obvious. As

of 2010, the number of shark species has

decreased by 50 to 90 percent and up to

one-third of sharks can be threatened with

extinction. Sharks are considered apex

predators, so they play a central role in the

health of the oceans.

There are ways for humans to help rather

than hurt sharks. One option is to educate

others, for example, through an educational

event at a local school or community centre.

Shark White Diving Company is one of

those organizations. Another way to help

is to reduce your consumption of fish. The

fish industry resorts to the use of aggressive

fishing methods in combination with a high

demand for fish.

Cage diving with sharks is undoubtedly

an extreme and cool experience. But I

understand that many people are against

it and defend animal welfare. I expect

that issue to last forever. Apart from the

adrenaline rush I got from being faced with

an over 3-meter long shark, I appreciated

the fact that during this activity I learned

a lot about the different shark species and

the behaviour of the animals. This is an

essential factor in cage diving. It should be

educational. Zoos are also focused on this. If

there are no educational aspects in a zoo, it

might as well be called a circus.

Check out the species of sharks we saw

during the cage dive:

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1

Bronze Whaler

Great White

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iking

HIKING

THE the

MOUNTAINS

Mountains

Just a little bluffing and you’ll end up in

a private nature reserve. Some friends from

Gansbaai told us that we had to go to Vogelgat

for a hike. That would be worth it. But to

get in, you have to be a member of a club or

something like that. Eventually, we came in

with some lies, we hiked for a few hours and

didn’t see any people!

Vogelgat Private Nature Reserve, South Africa


HIKING THE

Lions Head

TABLE MOUNTAIN

Table Mountain is known as one of Cape

Town’s if not the most popular attraction.

There are several paths to find your way

up. For the more lazy ones, there is a

cable car. A disadvantage of the cable car

is that it makes it accessible for big

groups of people to get up the mountain

for a low price to enjoy a scenic view.

Because of this, it can be bustling at this

part of the mountain, with restaurants

and other facilities. One day we found

ourselves waiting in line for the cable

car to go down, which took Coen and me

about 3 hours. The way up, we hiked via

Platteklip Gorge. Other hiked trails are

the Pipetrack and Skeleton Gorge. The last

one is definitely worth a visit!

the

LIONS HEAD

Hiking

M

Hiking Lions Head is essential when you’re

in Cape Town. The short but scenic trails

will offer you a 360° view over the Mother

City. I would say that Lions Head provides

the best view in Town. From Lions Head,

you have a sight of the 12 Apostles,

the City Bowl, Camps Bay, and so much

more. When it is clear, you can see Table

Mountain NP as far as Cape Point. It is

also a great walk, probably the best, at

sunrise and sunset, when the temperatures

are more bearable and refreshing. I have

climbed the mountain several times, both

at sunrise and sunset. My favourite was to

walk early at dawn, we enjoyed a magical

reddish-purple sky, and we still had a

full day to do something else.

Lions Head

Jonkershoek

JONKERSHOEK

Stellenbosch might sound like paradise,

a city full of wine estates, cape dutch

architecture, and surrounded by mountains.

Jonkershoek Nature Reserve is one of the

nature parks in this region, where there

is a wide variety of trails. A hike to the

1st waterfall and 2nd waterfall is worth a

visit! In a few hours, you will reach the

most beautiful places. From the gate, it

is still about 5 km walk to the beginning

of this trail. Ideally, you can hitchhike

for this. Then the hike goes more uphill,

and in between, you can take a dip in one

of the natural pools and enjoy waterfalls

and valleys. Jonkershoek is also great for

mountain biking. The reserve is suitable

for all ages.

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Jonkershoek

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ountains

MOUNTAINS

VOGELGAT

Vogelgat Nature Reserve is perfect for the

passionate hiker, camper, and photographer

because of the waterfalls and the unique

views. It is a natural gem. We started a hike

and had no idea where the paths would lead

us. Along the way, we came across streams,

rocks, steep descents, and waterfalls that we

had to climb. We were surrounded by greenery

and rock formations. After a few hours, it

looked like we were approaching the end of

the path, but nothing was further from the

truth. The trail ended at an incredibly high

waterfall where we took a refreshing dip.

We first had to climb two other flowing

cascades, with our camera equipment and

casual clothes.

Vogelgat

Vogelgat

Drakensberg

DRAKENSBERG

The Drakensberg Mountain Range is one of South

Africa’s most spectacular natural wonders,

with a variety of the most breathtaking

views. It is the highest mountain range in

the country and reaches an impressive 3,482

meters above sea level. The countless walks

throughout the Drakensberg vary in skill

and fitness requirements. To fully enjoy the

scenery, it is advisable to do multi-day

hikes, but even as a day-tourist, it is not

to be missed. Jordy and I stayed in Catkin

Park, Central Drakenberg, and did a short

hike at Monks Cowl. But our favourite was

the full day hike in Royal Natal, which is

located more up north. Where we hiked the

Cascades and Gudu Falls trail.

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Drakensberg


LOST ON TABLE MOUNTAIN

8 May 2019 was an important day for many South Africans. It was election day

for national and provincial elections. President Cyril Ramaphosa had urged all

citizens to celebrate this day as a public holiday. Because there was a chance of

riots and other turbulent activities, many people advised not to go to the city.

Coen and I saw our chance, now that we were free from work, not to listen to

this advice and to climb the Table Mountain via Skeleton Gorge. This hike lasts

typically 4 hours, but certainly not for us. We started the hike around 11.30 am at

Kirstenbosch Botanical Gardens, where it was already hushed by the way. Soon

we found out that there weren’t many other hikers with the same idea as us. I

think we met two other people throughout the whole hike. What we also realized

quickly was that the weather was not for hiking, it was rainy and way too cloudy.

We couldn’t even see the tabletop of the mountain. The next less convenient point

was that the night before we had a beer contest with friends from Cape Town, so

we weren’t top fit. At least I wasn’t.

About the weather, we both hesitated a lot during the hike if we should or

shouldn’t go back. We didn’t know the way as it was our first time on this trail.

And actually, we were not advised to hike with just

the two of us, for safety reasons. But as adventurous

as we are, we continued without too many stops.

We didn’t have enough water either. We walked

through a mysterious kind of rainforest that became

even more mysterious by the low hanging fog and

soaring humidity. We thought it was pretty cool,

but I thought ‘how are we ever gonna get through

this’. Sometimes the fog was so dense that I couldn’t

even see Coen anymore. Because the GPS signal also

became weaker and weaker, it became more and

more difficult to find our way around. A bit later we

found out that we had to go down the more familiar

Platteklip Gorge trail, but then we had to find it first.

It took hours before we ..

.. could partially recognize the area that was visible up to 20 meters.

Something in us still thought that the restaurants might be open to fill

up our water, and maybe even take the Table Mountain Aerial Cableway

down. But nothing was further from the truth. We had to find our way to

the starting point of Platteklip Gorge, which is usually about 5 minutes

from the Cableway. It took us over an hour to find our way there.

What luck when we recognized the trail again. A couple of weeks earlier

we hiked up Platteklip Gorge, but then there was still plenty of sunlight,

and now there was thick fog and light rain. The kind of natural stairs

of big boulders didn’t make the climb down any easier. The chance of

slipping was high, and so it happened several times. It was a race against

the clock to get to the parking lot before dark. Finally, after a long hike,

we arrived fifteen minutes before dark, at 5.45 pm and immediately

ordered an Uber. The Uber driver told us that several people got lost

earlier and sometimes had to be fetched by helicopter.

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Atlantis, South Africa

DRIFTING THE DUNES

The Atlantis dunes are a hotspot for the adventurous. Just

a 45-minute drive from Cape Town you will find these

mesmerizing pure white dunes. The dunes are known for

activities like sandboarding, quad biking, extreme 4WD rides

and self-drive tours.

Together with Frank, Jordy and Coen, I booked a quad bike

tour at Headout Adventures. A company that arranges multiple

extreme activities in and around Cape Town. We had our

appointment at 1 o’clock, so we went to the person where we

had an appointment to get information, a helmet and the quad.

But, the slightly irritated man didn’t know anything. All 4 of

us weren’t in the system. And at this time there were only two

other places in the group of 10 people. The next two had to wait

another 2 hours. We accepted the offer and Frank and Coen

joined the first batch, A group of semi-influencers from Africa.

ACTIVE | DRIFTING THE DUNES


To their regret, this tour went a bit slower thanks to the many pictures the influencers wanted to take

and the limited skills that many of them had.

Jordy and I could still join the quad tour an hour earlier. To our great luck, the rest of the group didn’t

show up, so this trip was only for Jordy and me. It was a pretty quiet day on the dunes, there were

a couple of jeeps, and 1 group was sandboarding. And because only Jordy and I were in the group,

there was only one guide with us, who drove in front and indicated that we had to keep up the, pretty

slow, pace. Jordy agreed, but that’s not what I paid for. I was riding in the back, so I could reduce my

speed to then catch up at full speed while drifting. What a luck that the guide never looked behind

him. Jordy had ridden a quad before on #kreta, but I couldn’t see that of him. In his slow pace, he

drove over the hilly landscape. At one semi-steep dune, he couldn’t cope and fell over including his

quad. After which even the guide couldn’t hold back his laughter.

I would highly recommend hiring your jeep and watching the sunset from the dunes, without being

dependent on tour guides and restrictions. Although I didn’t do this, it seems fun.

ACTIVE | DRIFTING THE DUNES

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IN SEARCH OF A LEOPARD

By the end of my journey through Africa,

I had still not seen a leopard. My only

goal for Africa was spotting the elusive

leopard. By this time, I only had a chance to

see one in the Kruger National Park. After

some Google-ing, Jordy and I found out that

leopards are more likely to be seen in the

southern part of Kruger, there where wildlife

is more abundant. Especially near the Sabie

Sand River. So there we went, on a full-day

game drive from 5 am to 5 pm.

Kruger National Park, South Africa


ENCOUNTER 1 ENCOUNTER 2 ENCOUNTER 3

It was still very early. We

were enjoying the rising

sun and the abundance of

animals that became active

at the beginning of this

morning when we suddenly

slowed down. Our guide

Maxwell drove backwards at

full speed and pointed to

the right side of the jeep

(my side). I took a good

look and saw a LEOPARD(!!)

hiding in golden grass.

The leopard was well

camouflaged, so the first

pictures were unclear. But

he started walking towards

our car! We had the best

spot of the many vehicles

that had spotted the rare

animal. The leopard walked

on just 2 meters away from

our car and then ran away,

behind the vehicle. What a

good start of this morning,

such a close sighting.

After some great sightings,

we saw a big congestion

of cars on the road. That

usually meant that you could

see a leopard, cheetah,

or other elusive animals.

And yes, it was our second

leopard, walking in the

bushes. My heart was still

beating faster from the

first sighting. And again,

I could see the leopard on

my side of the jeep, about

20 meters away. He also

stayed at that distance

and seemed to notice

nothing of the dozens of

cars he was surrounded by.

This leopard might have

been looking for an Impala

as prey, but that didn’t

let the herd of impalas

happen, he was chased away

by some peculiar noises.

The adrenaline was pumping

through me.

Okay, now we’d seen two

leopards in over an hour.

There was no need for

anything more to happen to

me. I was already fulfilled

and excited for the whole

day. But just another

hour later, our guide

stopped the car to look to

the left, ‘I think we’re

looking at some birds here’

he said. But my attention

immediately went to the

tree where Maxwell was

standing next to. Hidden

in the overgrown tree, I

saw an innocent-looking

head of our 3rd leopard.

The sounds from other cars

frightened the animal, and

he quickly climbed out of

the tree. Jordy and I were

non-stop making photos

without paying attention

to our camera and settings.

It was so crazy.

WILD | IN SEARCH OF A LEOPARD


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Etosha National Park, Namibia


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Chobe National Park, Botswana



Kruger National Park, South Africa

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Text: Niell Fletcher

THE HEART OF CHOBE

On an early morning we had to rise before the sun

to make our run on the river. Getting up that early is

always like taking a silver stake through my heart.

It is a reminder that no matter how transcendent

life can be in the best of times, it’s diametrically

opposed truth, will be just around the corner—-

usually still in the dark of night—–when we must

arise, unnaturally, by alarm or by an undesired

voice: “hey, get up! We’ve got to get going!” Ugh! It

makes me want to cry for the pain. It is the clearest

reminder to me, that I am still a biological creature,

on the physical plane, one lacking all self-discipline.

Our rise was so miserably early that I protested by

not eating anything provided for breakfast. I just

thought, ‘to hell with it! I’ll teach them!’. Of course,

by mid-morning I regretted my obstinance.

The heart of Chobe National Park is the Chobe

River. It must be one of the richest swaths of land

suitable to wild Africa. One hundred fifty years

ago it was still too wild for man to control! A white

man would go into that region and it was probably

for ivory though tracking elephants would not

have been fun or easy, and malaria would be the

consolation. How the world has changed.

By the time I was up and into any kind of gear,

everyone else was gone: Jordy, Estevan, Don, and

Sierran. They simply had left me, not caring that I

was secretly, inconsolably protesting. I had about

a quarter of a mile to hike back to the main lodge

where people were catching their designated

boats on the Chobe River. By this time I was awake

and things were beginning to look a little more

promising. If the day before had been good for

viewing wildlife, this was comparatively the preeminent

experience because now we would be

viewing from the inside out, from the river onto

the land, and up close.

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solar eclipse. Chobe bordered on those numbers.

There are supposedly 120,000 elephants in Chobe

National Park, and it is not unusual for a herd of 1,000

elephants to be feeding along the banks of the Chobe

River.

Today one can view how special it must have

looked safely from the deck of an observation boat,

magnificent herds of the largest land animals on earth,

grazing in and along the river banks, with predators:

the big cats, hyenas, wild dogs and crocodiles culling

mostly the old, weak, sick, and young from groups

of otherwise healthy and vibrant wildlife. There

was so much wild life that in the days of yore until

most recently, we took it for granted, believing there

really was no limit to how much we could take, or

even worse, not thinking enough about what we were

doing to even really care. As a youth, I was much the

same way. I hunted birds with my BB gun and very

few adults ever gave it much thought. Wildlife was

something most people just took for granted. It has

always been here and, we assumed, it would more

or less, always be here. So to see these wild parks as

large as some of our states was a real treat.

The boat chugged up the river like the African

Queen. Of course wildlife was everywhere, but the

pilot knew the river best and he knew where the best

viewing was going to be. Jordy and Estevan were on

the upper deck, alone in the early morning sunshine,

snapping photos like they were working on a deadline

for National Geographic’s last issue on Africa. I know

the feeling, the enthusiasm, and I can only look with

envy at their unmitigated exuberance. This was a

true pleasure cruise.

‘‘Jordy and Estevan were on the upper deck, alone

in the early morning sunshine, snapping photos

like they were working on a deadline for National

Geographic’s last issue on Africa.’’

What a great pleasure looking out across the

marshlands of a river and seeing herds of cape water

buffalo, African elephants, and antelope too numerous

to count, co-existing with vast groups of other nondomesticated

herbivores. I have occasionally seen

bats and flocks of wild birds in such numbers. I have

swam with unimaginably large schools of sardines,

and I have been lucky enough to observe unrelenting

herds of wildebeest. I know of boundless herds

of caribou in the arctic, and I have read about epicsized

herds of bison on the North American plains in

the 19th century, but for the most part, seeing wild

animals in big numbers is as rare as witnessing a total

WILD | THE HEART OF CHOBE

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Buffelsfontein Game & Nature Reserve, South Africa

NOT SO WILDLIFE When we arrived at the lion’s cage where they were roaring, the animals

made an unbelievable impression on me, probably because of the 30 centimetres gap between

us. Later I thought ‘this doesn’t seem right’.


It’s great that it’s possible to get a wildlife

experience near Cape Town. For instance,

I’ve been to Buffelsfontein Game & Nature

Reserve. That is a game farm with animals like

rhinos, lions, giraffes and more. They also have

a black panther that still licked my hand, don’t

ask me why. Glad that they give people who

don’t go to Kruger National Park the chance

to see wildlife, but for none of these animals

in this their natural habitat. The animals are

purchased and released in a big ranch. Wildlife

trading is a big thing in Africa. Aquila Private

Game Reserve is also one of the wildlife parks

around Cape Town with animals that live in a

recreated habitat. The animals do have a good

life there. They are being fed, taking cared of

and protected. Especially the rhinos, who need

24/7 protection from armed game rangers, to

prevent poaching activity. What a crazy world

we live in.

I can compare my experiences at these two

parks with the real wildlife parks like Kruger,

Chobe and Etosha. There is a huge difference.

At the recreated parks in the Western Cape,

the guides can guarantee that you will see

certain animals and there are often luxury

resorts, wellness centres and more facilities.

Also, it doesn’t feel like you’ll get an unexpected

encounter with your favourite animals in the

open air and in the real game reserves it does.

It feels like you are visiting the animals in their

natural habitat, which it is.

It is difficult to make up an opinion about the

recreated wildlife parks, I don’t know enough

about the parks, and it’s operations to be

able to do so. What I do know is that Etosha,

Chobe and Kruger are naturally wonderful and

that you can do the same game drive for days,

which results in totally different experiences and

encounters. At Buffelsfontein and Aquila, this is

certainly not the case.

All over Africa, humans’ actions have devastating

consequences. Think of mismanaged hunting

and poaching. In South-Africa, the most

animals are exported as trophies from all African

countries. Trophy hunting is the activity in which

wild animals are hunted and killed to display

the animal or parts of the animal. Canned

hunting is also popular in the country, which is

trophy hunting but even easier. Predators are

bred in cages or confined areas specifically for

hunting. Last year, the International Network for

Animals reported that as many as 6,000 lions

had been stockpiled for hunters.

WILD | NOT SO WILDLIFE

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HE STOLE MY PHONE

Cape Town, South Africa. The first time I

went, there was in 2018, and that moment I

immediately knew that I was going to do my

internship there in 2019. While on holiday in

2018 I found out how beautiful the country

was. However, I also noticed that there was

a dark side to that beauty. One of my travel

companions got attacked in Cape Town,

in daylight. Our tour guide told us that it

happened because she looked too much like a

tourist.

‘‘ After talking to him for a moment, he

walked away very randomly. The first

thing I thought: that’s a crazy way to

end a conversation.

When I started my internship in Muizenberg,

I knew right away that I shouldn’t look like

most tourists. Especially when going out in

Long Street, a busy street in the middle of

Cape Town, it was important not to stand out

too much as ‘European’. Even though I was

aware of this, it turned out to be more difficult

than I thought, especially when you drank

a large number of lager beers, Amarula and

Jägerbombs.

After a great night out in Long Street at my

favourite pub, Salt & Pepper, my friends and

I ordered an Uber. However, we had no idea

of which direction the Uber would come. So

I decided to wait on one side of the street

while my friends waited on the other side.

While I was waiting a man came up to me

and complimented me on my pants. I noticed

he was touching my pants, but then I didn’t

realize he felt where I had put my phone.

After talking to him for a moment, he walked

away very randomly. The first thing I thought:

that’s a crazy way to end a conversation.

My instinct immediately told me to check

where my phone was. And yes, it was gone. I

immediately yelled at my friends, who were

across the street,

maybe they had my phone. They didn’t

hear me, so I ran after that guy. It all

happened fast, and I was full of

adrenaline.

“Hey man, do you have my phone”

I asked very polite. He turned

around and yelled “What are you

talking about” and started running

away faster. That was the moment I was sure

he had my phone. I yelled and ran after him.

People around me noticed that I was chasing

him and asked me what was going on. Right

at that moment, I saw my phone sticking out

of his back pocket. Quickly I ran after him and

grabbed my phone out of his back pocket.

The man turned around in shock, probably

because he didn’t expect me to do this. I

shouted ‘You got the wrong guy for this’ and

the pickpocketer ran away.

Afterwards, the bystanders told me how

stupid my action was. But I didn’t realize this

until much later. I was full of adrenaline and

was especially happy that I got my phone

back. What I mainly learned from this whole

adventure is, always put your phone in your

pocket, horizontally. This makes it more

challenging to take out of your pocket.

The level of crime in Cape Town is very

high (numbeo,2020). There are many

pickpocketers, and relatively many

muggers, robbers, and carjackers

compared to other metropolises. But

this doesn’t mean that you are utterly

unsafe in the city. If you follow the

tips described on page 61, you’ll have

a smaller chance of being seen as a

target by criminals. The danger should

not stop you from coming to the city.

Text: Coen Soeteman

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CAPE TOWN

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Glen Beach, Cape Town, South Africa


A perfect blend of views, cuisines, beaches,

adventures, and so much more. Cape Town is

one of the most beautiful cities in the world.

A metropolis where you can feel at home and

never get bored. Cape Town is known as

‘Mother City’ for its historic role in the growth

of modern South Africa. The city is globally

recognised and very popular amongst

tourists, mainly because of the dominating

Table Mountain. Other famous sights include

Cape of Good Hope; known for the rough sea

and its association with the VOC. Robben

Island; where Nelson Mandela got held in

prison because of South Africa’s apartheid

regime. And Boulders Beach, where more

than 2000 African Pinguins find their home.

When you visit the city, you may never want

to leave. Cape Town has a ‘kak lekker vibe.’






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