I think road tripping is like being contained in a gas can, once it pops open, everything inside flies out in a different directions. This is what it felt like when we drove into Nieu Bethesda!
Wide eyed and with a new inspiration we entered the town, like kids stuck to a window and wishing they could go out and play….
A field of yellow flowers, the first to capture our imagination.
A dusty road
One block of buildings, Ok, maybe two…
Around the block, park and disperse
A deep breath, so what to do first?
Visit an Owl house of course!
Miss Helen Martins.
How one person can capture an individuals mind and leave it completely puzzled by her behaviour.
Trying to understand her perspective, her pain and her art, while watching individuals respond to her glass and stone “mecca” left me completely enamoured. There is almost a sadness as you wander through the remanence of her life, but not without a fascination…
A must see
Down a dusty road , around a corner and you stumble upon our own pre jurassic park. Who could have known that there wasn’t one, but two Nieu-Bethesdians that would be famous for their work.
Some of the oldest fossil in the world was found right here in town by this world renowned paleontologists and his fossil centre will give you a glimpse of what is was like in the Karoo about 250 million years ago.
Dusty road, and intersting stop, a story, a shop
Listening to people’s lives of where they come from and why they chose Nieu-Bethesda?
It’s a town that gathers and disperses with the ebb and flow of life while quietly lying at the foothill of the Compassberg and a dry river named Gats…..
I’ll return one day to listen to the rest of the whisperings
But for now it needs to be left behind, however, not until we have played among the yellow pollen of veld flowers
Up a pass, down a hill, farm, windmill, sheep, the landscape changes, golden grass and a river of orange….
#meetsouthafrica roadtrip sponsored by SA Tourism