First time I went to the the home of Pieter, Mariette, Rhuhan and Reghardt Adendorff was about 6 months ago, to produce 200 pretzel for the Octoberfest at Mbumanzi Lion farm.
I met Pieter for coffee in Newcastle after my return to South Africa and we decided to meet for a fun day and evening at his home coming Saturday. And that it was. I arrived early afternoon and was friendly greeted by all, including three puppies Jakkals, Jakkie and Ossi. Blue Heeler puppy Jakkals had almost grown up, still with puppy behaviour.
The Laupa was adjoined with a large Braai area, clearly the boys area.
Even an elephant made this his home. Made out of cement, a reminder of Pieters earlier trading days.
The Inala were alive though. Colourful and in striking stripes, shy and anxious. A buck and his to be partner in crime.
A wild boar, vervet monkeys and an owl were part of this mini zoo. The owl got out of jail to live on the farm, literally.
My top pick were Caracal sisters Lulu and Nunu. Just like oversized kittens, born and bread on this farm from rescued parents.
These cats are rare and very very hard to spot in nature. Their fur colours and body size camouflage well in the African bush.
Cute to watch, and being able to give them a quick pet whilst passing closely, surely is a privilege.
Meanwhile it was time to bake the ciabatta loafs, we had kneaded and rested earlier.
Pieter, a master of all trades, used a large pipe to close up and build a coal oven. The coals were placed underneath and on top off the oven, with the help with adjoined ‘wings’. The bread turned out fluffy and crisp, the first loaf disappeared quickly. Yummy.
I took some time to venture through Marriette’s flower and cactus gardens, finding shots with my OM-D.
Colourful and striking in size and feature.
The size off some of the cactus was impressive. A large concentration of almost flowering Aloa Vera stood next to a wee pond.
South Africa’s own Protea had just started blooming in the garden.
A single red rose stood strong and tall in between the cactus.
Ruhan and Richard meanwhile were mastering the Braai passionately. Plenty of meat and salad, no one went hungry.
We sat around the fire after the thunderstorm passed over and finished of with a cuppa in Mariette’s living room. Carefully placed memorabilia reminded me of a museum.
The sun broke through eventually next morning. After a relaxing coffee and chat, we drove in Pieter’s new Bakkie over to the cattle yard.
Heavy rain overnight made the track a bit slippery, but nothing his new toy couldn’t manage. Vervet monkeys weren’t impressed by our by passing, quite amusing monkey business. Boran cattle, easily recognised by its wrinkly fur, is one of Africa’s top quality breed. This is Ruhan’s pride and joy. He proudly presented each one by name. A diamond stamp signals the highest quality of this breed.
The colossal bull really is a gentle giant, a real show pony. Pieter explained everything about this breed, I tried to take it all in.
It was lunch time and all of us were getting hungry. A trip in to Newcastle was on the cards for a well deserved lunch.
We stopped at one of many graveyards in this area on our way back. Historically, these hills have significant meanings. The first Anglo-Boer war was fought and decided here. Eventually, the English were defeated and shipped back to the mother county, the ones that survived.
A last cuppa coffee, chat and play with the puppies, before it was time to head home.
What a funtastic relaxed day. Each member of this tight and loving family has their own interests and qualities. The family dynamics were similar to the classic Australian movie ‘The Castle’, just the Adendorff New Castle.