The Point at low tide. It’s a different set of rules when the tide turns, most important – don’t miss the first catch rope. If missed, the second rope offers the last salvation before being dragged across razor-sharp rocks and spat out into the open ocean. A past time that has been handed down through the many generations that have walked through the iconic twin tunnel entrance to the channel. Mossel Bay, 2021.
I was getting weary, so were they, the magic wasn’t forthcoming; that stuff from the universe that turns a would-be ordinary picture into something less ordinary. When I called it quits they were relieved, so was I, I had a safe shot as a keepsake for the attempt. Minutes later, sunlight beamed down the gravel road splitting it in two; this was universe sent. Before letting go of the reigns, I mentioned they had precious few minutes before the shaft […]