After a full hour spent trying to extract a car from the reluctant car rental company, who preferred to timestamp our hire and then have us wait in their foyer indefinitely, we set off southwards, me navigating, along the sea roads. Which were beautiful. One section was actually reserved as a scenic drive, called Chapman's Peak, although this could have been an excuse to make money from tolls as the whole lot was amazing. At the other end we found Simonstown, containing a naval base (who practiced helicopter manoeuvres over the bay while we were there) and an African penguin colony.
We followed the boardwalks down through the trees and past containers half-immersed in the ground (for nesting) to a small beach covered with small birds. They were very quiet which was a surprise. There seemed to be two groups, one dug into the sand on the open beach and one under the boards standing about. Those in the middle seemed pretty calm and looked like families (penguins mate for life) but the other group appeared pretty aggressive, they kept going for each other and ganging up. I even caught the moment of treachery when one slyly pecked his neighbour in the back.
We progressed from there down towards the southern point, the actual Cape of Good Hope. Encountering some baboons on the way. These pictures are actually from later but still baboons.
I will try to finish this post later when there is time... but there was the Point itself, and zebras.
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