Is in the Filabusi area and I had never heard of it until we had to to a survey there!
I had already noticed the Great Dyke ends about five kilometres from where we were and I thought I’d get a shot of it end on if I got high enough.
Well, I’m not sure I did, but I managed to take some photographs that show what this place must have looked like in ages past…
This is taken in the section of the Communal Land that is allocated to graze cattle. After a very late start to the season, its green enough and the cattle fat. This sweet grass under the trees is unrivaled for grazing.
It’s like a park…it was cool and other than the abundant bird-life, absolutely quiet.
Our poor old client lives in South Africa, like so many Zimboes – but he does have this view, from his front door, to look forward to in his retirement!
I hope this client gets water here, and from the survey it looks like he will…it will make so much difference. We had a great day, but for me, the best part was the sadza we were offered… for a sadza connoisseur like me, there is nothing like sadza cooked on the fire and by a woman – sorry to be a feminist here, but men just don’t cook it long enough and also never with enough elbow grease! Service with a smile!
Below is the metropolis of Vocolo – the ‘c’ pronounced with your tongue pushed against your front teeth like the ‘tut’ when you are annoyed! This last pic is as usual, my favourite – a white flower, stark against the green of the vegetation…