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In Search of the Horticultural Big Five
South Africa Trip Expedition Log 2/5/2005 - 2/24/2005
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Day 14, Friday February 18, 2005
For our adventure this morning, we headed northwest out of town on Hwy 328
to go over the Swartberg Pass. The vegetation on the Swartberg mountain
is called fynbos (as in I'm fine boss). It could best be described as a
dry, rocky, well drained acidic soil, fire dependant, prairie scrub habitat.
These areas are cold and wet in the winter and hot and dry
during the summer months. The dominant shrubs were protea and erica...
at least twelve proteas and probably 24 erica species and many in full flower.
There was also an amazing array of restios, which could be best described
as a cross between an equisetum and a juncus. From these
elevations, it should be possible to find a hardy species for the
Southeastern US. Growing among the proteas is a bizarre irid called
Nivenia. Imagine a shrubby, branching sisyrinchium and you
get the picture... very cool.
As we drove slowly along the winding mountain road toward the top, the
vegetation began to change as the ground as we neared the top. As we
climbed higher, we began finding more bulbs and ferns. Cyrtanthus
angustifolius, Tritoniopsis antholyza, watsonias, and a small gladiolus
began to be more regular occurrences.
As we passed 4,000' elevation, we entered the cloud layer and our one-lane
steep mountain dirt road had become quite foggy. Everyone
alternated turns walking ahead of the vehicle looking for interesting
plants and watching for oncoming traffic. Carl emerged from the brush
with the find of the day... a hubcap from a Volkswagen. Since we were
missing two already, we were delighted when we found that it fit our
Mercedes perfectly. The only difference was the insignia... surely no
one would notice.
We continued to make stops as the width of the road would allow us to
pull to the side. At a wonderful wet draw, we found masses of blechnum
fern growing with Zantedeschia aethiopica. In the dry rock cracks was
a delightful little strap-leaf fern... probably an Elaphoglossum.
Nearby in a wet seep was a huge mass of a spreading blechnum.
One of my more exciting finds here was an elegia, probably E. capensis.
This restio has never been hardy for me, but this was a much colder
growing form.
As we passed 4,500' elevation, we couldn't see more than 10' in front of
us. With headlights on high, we kept our fingers crossed that
no one would be coming down over the pass. Carl and Hans had walked far
ahead and we had no idea what had become of them. As we finally crossed
the pass at 5,024', the skies opened up to reveal bright sun. We had
been on the south side of the mountain which catches all the moisture
from the inland moving fronts. The north side of the mountain was
consequently much drier.
We rejoined with Hans and Carl who were waiting in the sunshine and
continued to explore the top of the mountain. Like the drive up, the top
was very rocky, a combination of small rocks and large boulders. Around
the rocks at the top, we found a fascinating small-leaf pelargonium that
was unique from anything else we had seen before and quite un-geranium
like. Tritoniopsis and ericas were in flower among the already
finished watsonias. Amazingly, I found another
patch of the normally non-hardy carpobrotus... this one at over 5,000'
elevation. Surely from this elevation, it should grow back in Raleigh.
The most exciting find at the top was Schizaea pectinata. Hans spotted
this un-fern looking fern which resembles a grass, topped with Venus
fly-trap like leaves, growing at the base of small rocks.
The downhill journey on the north side of the mountain took far less time
and we were glad to be back on flat ground again. The drive down the north
side of the pass is incomparably stunning as the road winds through massive
vertical cliffs at roads edge. At the base of the mountain,
we stopped for a very late lunch in the delightful small town of Prince
Albert. After lunch, we all agreed that we would take the long loop back
to the main highway, the N12 instead of renegotiating the Swartberg Pass.
As we drove along the road to Klaartstroom, we were attracted to a hillside
of aloes that appeared brown and orange. From the road, these appeared to
be quite ugly, but upon closer examination, my first assessment was quite
wrong. Our find was Aloe microstigma, which because of the sun and drought
had an amazing stress-induced coloration that was quite beautiful.
It was also at this stop that Wade found a huge turtle moving among the
aloes and we saw our first snake... a 4'+ brown snake that had tried to
attack a 4x4 in the middle of the highway and lost.
This was obviously the day for animals. On our drive back to the hotel near
the town of De Rust, we saw two more huge turtles crossing the road, along
with a roadside gang of baboons that scattered back among the cliffs as we
stopped for a Kodak moment. Our final stop of the day was at a
lovely rest area along the highway. The interpretive display
of flowers was delightful and the workers encouraged us to follow the rock
path to the waterfall. 'Only a few hundred meters', they repeated. We all
took their que and took the walk only to reach the waterfall and find no
water. Due to a lack of rain, the falls had become completely dry. This
type of disconnect between the workers not understanding that a waterfall
should have water to be interesting was prevalent throughout our trip.
We returned in time to spend another hour at a Internet café trying to
whittle down the backlog of e-mail messages. Two nights in Oudtshoorn
had also given us a chance to try several restaurants in town including
one on Friday night that served Zebra along with several other of the big
game species that we had seen earlier on the trip. This is a really
delightful town that is certainly worthy of a visit when you're in the
area.
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Day 15, Saturday February 19
Up and back at it on Saturday, we loaded up the van for our 5 hour drive
back to Napier to have dinner with Rhoda and Cameron. Not far past the
town of Calitzdorp, we stopped to admire the huge flowering pelargoniums
that lined the highway. These amazing plants topped out at 8-9' in height.
The drive was fairly uneventful, although a stop in the small town of
Warmwatersberg was quite fascinating. This natural hot springs area
looked more like the what I imagine from the surface of Mars. The sloping
ground was covered with fist-size ankle-turning gravel making walking
slow and difficult. This area was a haven for succulents
including an array of Lampranthus and crassulas. My
favorite crassula from this site is C. rupestris. I used to
grow this as a houseplant, but never appreciated its true beauty until
seeing it in the wild.
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Further down the road, we stopped for lunch in Barrydale across from the
World famous Ronnie's Sex Shop... or at least that's what the sign said.
Judging from the large numbers of bikers that were parked out front, the
sign must have been right. After lunch, we continued toward Napier. After
traversing a good bit of low flat ground, we rose again as we traversed
the low elevation, but beautiful Tradouws Pass. Here, we found a new
delosperma relative with upright stems and bright purple flowers.
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As we drove toward Napier, fatigue was evident by the lack of conversation
and the more deafening lack of requests to stop and botanize. By 3pm, we
were approaching Napier, when I spotted our first flowering plants of
Brunsvigia orientalis. This was finally enough to stimulate
everyone to hop out of the car for photographs.
From here, it was only a short drive to Cameron and Rhoda's home, so we
spent the rest of the afternoon there discussing and identifying plants
that we had seen and photographed since Cameron had departed. Cameron had
arranged for us to stay at the Gunner's Restaurant and Lodge across the
block from their home. We arrived to find a very loud party just outside
the rooms, which would last until midnight. I was fortunate to get the
room next to the uninsulated outer wall... lucky me. Note to all owners
of bed and breakfasts... it is a very bad idea to hold loud parties next
to a B&B, since the purpose of a bed and breakfast is to rest. Other
than the noise and the fact that there were no way to lock our rooms,
this was actually a nice place to stay.
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