Cuny JanssenThere is something in the air in Prince Albert
The Karoo, South Africa
Rock Ridge Skylines of barking Baboons threatening.
Dry White Thorns, Bright and Shiny Black ants.
Burnt Brown Rocks, Succulent Pink Aloes.
Dark nights and high winds.
Mountain top and Leopards cave.
Decayed rockface falls, Eagle Eyes watching.
Creaking Groaning Folding Rock […] continental lift, tilt and breakup – the beginning of the end for the great continent Gondwana. New mountains form – Swartberge, Witteberge. Extremely old Archaen seabed, layer upon layer of river and lake shoved upright – black, brown, pink, rippled rock ridges and walls marching across torn and devastated landscapes. Eroding floods, mud-laden escaping waters tearing across the old glacier produced Dwyka Karoo. Trapping, entombing survivors of the great Permian-Triassic green death, to add another layer to the richest fossil beds in the world. Volcanic devastation and lava flow complete the Karoo rock strata. Our ancient ancestors, leathery brown, hunting and gathering, entering the Karoo with its good years and its bad, its wet and its dry. Eyes across the endless rock, coarse bush, occasional grass and the mighty herds of antelope. Wandering far and wide, populating the world.
* Gondwana was the great southern continent made up of Africa, South America, Antartica, India, Australia and various Islands. The Karoo was at the heart of Gondwana – an inland sea, swamps, lakes, and rivers (until continental lift shoved it up and drained it dry).