A serious workout at the physiotherapist yesterday to knock this old body back into alignment meant a good night's sleep and late rising. It is a holiday after all! Another session on Monday will apparently get all those nerves untrapped. He was aghast that I have not been for treatment considering the 'radical tension' - lol! So am I, but I do believe everything happens in its own time.
Another lovely beach walk took us to the Cape St Francis lighthouse, something that is not unusual for me as all my walks in Kommetjie end at the Slangkop lighthouse, but this only added to the enjoyment. Exercise was followed by lunch at Le Chameleon, a fascinating daytime only eatery in Humansdorp which offers dining with collectables and quirky knick-knacks behind the same unprepossessing façade. The oxtail stew was sublime.
The Indian summer is fast drawing to a close and the warm berg wind heralding the coming cold front has given way to a cooler breeze, sending ripples across the still smooth sea. A lone skiboat is setting out from the harbour for a last fishing trip before the weather turns and its lights are still visible, so the sea has not whipped up yet.
Let's see what tomorrow brings.
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