Every year she vowed she would never again go to the place where the waves with their long arms want to grab her and take her to the deep dark place where the mermaids with their long tails live.
However, the temptation of spending three weeks by the seaside was greater than this fear and she would arrive the day before departure with her little suitcase packed to the brim with the best Sunday-go-to-meeting outfits; braving the sea every year to bottle some sea sand and water to take home.
Crisp evenings in front of the old black coal stove in the log cabin; steaming silvery delights from the ocean, smoked and dotted with butter; pure heaven!
Truitjie would be warming her hands by the stove to rub my small feet to warm me up; a wonderful old soul who had to face many hardships during the apartheid years in South Africa!
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A piece of Truitjie's wisdom that Mom told me about and which I will always remember are these words:
Miss, we must go and sit on top of that hill and talk and talk till the wind blows away the words.
Camping holidays at the seaside
Some of my childhood memories have faded as that was a very long time ago but many are still crystal clear.
I still feel young at heart even though the old bones punish me at times with aches and pains; not sure why as I do try to be a good little old gal ;)
I was born a very long time ago in the early 50s in the Eastern Cape coastal city of Port Elizabeth; the oldest of five children and also the only girl.
Mothers were mostly 'stay-at home moms' back in the day.
I really don't know how Mom and Dad managed it on one income, but every year without fail we would go on a three week fishing and camping holiday by the seaside.
As the family grew the little wooden cabin was not large enough as Mom's cousin and his family also started joining us as they were all keen anglers just like my family!
We mostly went to our favourite spot which was Storm's River Mouth; today this is part of the Tsitsikama National Park which is a protected area along the Garden Route in the Eastern Cape.
Storm's River Mouth also is the start of the 5 day Otter Trail.
Wonderful to think that we walked this coastline as children finding sandy and pebbled bays for swimming and finding sea shells while the fishermen went hunting in the ocean.
I clearly remember some of those footpaths were very treacherous with the sea way down below.
We often would help Mom and aunty Maggie take breakfast to the men who had left at daybreak to catch the big one; like this one that Mom's cousin Petrus caught.
Apologies as some of the images below are not that good, but these are old photos taken with a Kodak Box Camera.
Second cousins posing on the rocks; 2 of my brothers were still a glint in Dad's eyes at that stage;)
We took our children to Storm's River Mouth in the 80s, and here are two photos taken of the Storms River Bridge as well as the suspension bridge along the Otter Trail.
We travelled all the way down there towing this Camper Trailer which is a trailer that opens up with a canvas topping to make the sleeping quarters and a tent attached to use as the living area. These are my two boys back in the eighties ;)
I have to share a funny camping memory with you that my friend @artywink will remember.
We used this very same Camper Trailer to go away with them one holiday; it rained almost non-stop and our two babies took turns crying at night; we still laugh about it today but those screaming babies kept us all awake at night!
We still had loads of fun and laughter though!
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Storms River, that brings back a lo of childhood memories, we also use to go there with my grandmother from the farm, I remember them well, such lovely memories. Yes I remember that time, Waren and Angela taking turns to scream, keeping us up all night. I think those to had a plot against us, two little monsters they were. Lol. To much a like. Thank you @lizelle for sharing those awesome memories, such wonderful times. Go well and stay safe.
It is a beautiful world down there! Yep, they are way too alike, and I so wanted Ange as a daughter-in-law but they probably would have ended up fighting day and night just like they took turns crying at night. SO funny when I think of it now LOL.
Can you just imagine my friend Lol. Who knows what would have happened.
I think things worked out for the best. Love you lots, miss you guys. Stay safe.
Sweet memories of childhood somehow we never forget, your uncle certainly caught a big one there...
Holidays away for long periods to really unwind, unlike today when most sneak in a week at the most, then wonder why they go so quickly!
Annual trips away we often had friends or relatives arrive and same destination, loads of fun. Our destination was always after a couple of days commuting by train, started and ended on my favourite way of travel.
Camping we did when our children were young, yes a crying baby sure kept everyone up. An adventure we only started when husbands running took us to many different regions and accommodation was not easily available.
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Yes I don't think there are many fish that size in the sea any longer; well not close to shore at least!
How I'd love to go on a journey by train, one actually gets to see so much more of the countryside.
You must have visited many destinations chasing the marathons not so but like you say when there's not much accommodation available, camping is the last resort!
I certainly could not do all that packing ever again!
Thanks for popping in Joan and what a relief that we survived those horrific riots, it was just awful!
Being able to catch a good fish is seldom heard of, when someone does land one on the beach it normally makes our local newspaper, very seldom!
During the 80's and 90's camping was fun, some hair raising events on Midmar dam with inclement weather... Then children grew up, yes the endless packing we eventually sold tent to an ardent fishing family, they went to Transkei regularly with young family on fishing trips in locations with no accommodation.
Riots shot up very quickly, were evident on our trip back home... then all hell broke lose and glad we made it through. Now food parcels and blankets for those still battling as they did before all this mayhem hit.
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Wow, I didn't even realize there was a community for campers! Thank you for the support, I have many camping memories to share from yester-year, but do not go camping much now in my #silverboggers' years!
Share your camping memories with us. I would be very happy about your camping experience. 🙂
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Those are such amazing memories to have. The good times in the great outdoors and how lovely the land is there.
It is a stunning part of South Africa, would love to go back some time again!
Hope you're keeping well @carolynstahl :)
The memories of your beach holidays must be so precious, you can still remember them vividly.
The seaside still is my favourite place to go to! Lovely memories indeed, thank you @positivesteem.
It sounds like you had wonderful holidays with your family! There must be a great many memories for you.
One fabulous thing about this contest edition is that the memories of others are bringing back many memories of my own. I love them all!
So you grew up in PE; we live in PE when we first arrived in South Africa in 1966. My Dad worked at St Georges Park and for the municipality. I grew up in Grahamstown and went to school in EL. That looks like a fabulous Kob... Ek's nou lus!
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The Kodak Box Cameras and old brownie cameras were perhaps not the best but gosh they are wonderful memories of days gone by @lizelle. Thank you for sharing. 🙏
I loved that tent dear @lizelle, it is a complete house, how functional. Surely they are not like this today. Great memories.