: There’s nothing quite like doing something ridiculously reckless in mountainous terrain to make you feel giddy with glee. Or at least that’s how I felt when three of us decided one Friday night, rather rashly I might add, that we wanted to climb Table Mountain the next day, come rain or shine. Cape Town’s winter weather can chop and change as erratically as a little child in a sweet shop who has been told that he can only choose one sweet. True to form, while the weather on Friday night had been clear, ... ...  #Promote the Blog kidnappedpotato.blogspot.com 
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