Friday, February 01, 2013

31 January 2013 - Mokola


The trip from Witsand to Mokola turned out to be another full day driving.  The road we took to Postmasburg is a rather terrible dirt road that get’s progressively worse as you get nearer to town. To make matters worse some of the shorter roads to the tarred R385 has been closed off by the expansion of the mining business in the area (Kuma Iron Ore).  This resulted in the Navigational device losing us several times as it did not recognise the road.  There was also a tense moment when we hit a ditch and all the door mechanisms released the locks as if preparing for accident conditions.

From Postmasburg we drove to Koopmansfontein.  My great-Grandfather is buried on a farm in the area and we wanted to get foto’s of the gravestones (macabre I know).  Although Jaco helped us with GPS coordinates for the farmhouse, we only discovered that the Tom-Tom does not allow the entry of longs and lats when we reached town – Fantastic planning!  All other technology, PC’s, Tablet and cellphones failed us as there is NO RECEPTION in the area.  Just when you think technology can do it all.

The SAPS in the area turned out to be super helpful.  One of the patrol vehicles approached us as the Filling Station to chat about our visit to town and where we are going.  After telling them our story, they quickly mobilised their connections in town and at the station.  One of the guys knew a farmer in the area, about my Dad’s age, that has been there for years.  The guys from the SAPS drove with us, to introduce us to Kobus Weideman, as well as do a impromptu farm visit.   After a week in the Northern Cape we knew the people to be extremely friendly and helpful, however, Oom Kobus and he’s wife were in a league of their own.

They invited us into their house, offered tea and coffee, dug out old maps and spend a pleasant 45 minutes chatting to us about the old days and possible mutual family and acquaintances.  Oom Kobus went to Delportshoop Boarding School around the same time as my Dad (he is 4 years older).  He’s paper maps also proofed to be far more efficient that our techno toys and he quickly found us Kareboom as well as indicated the new owner of the farm.

Unfortunately we ran out of time farm-hunting and as we had another 200km to go to Mokola had to abandon our search and press on. 

 Reached Mokola around 16:00.  The park is very new and at the entrance they have the game farm equivalent of an intercom.
xx - Intercom and entrance photo's

 The welcome is warm and friendly, great service and accommodation.  The units overlook a water hole and as you sit and relax all manner of animals come down to drink.  As the park has no predators the animals are not so skittish and the Warthogs with babies grazed next to the pool while we swam.

Definitely recommend the park, easily accessible, lot’s of game and a very relaxing atmosphere.
 
xx - Park photo's