One thing that's always fun about traveling with other volunteers is the way your days turn out. There's never really a set plan that runs parallel to set expectations... you wing it. Seeing new things is fun, adventurous, and exciting, but the most fun, adventurous, and exciting part about each day is being
free, being able to decide where you go, what you will see, how long it will take you to get there, how you will get there, and what food you can eat along the way. After driving through the Enchanted/Sacred/Holy Forest and having such a good time with Patrick and his family, Keri and I drove onto Makhado (aka Louis Trichardt) to spend the night in a cottage on the side of a mountain. One thing about using the internet or guidebooks to make your reservations and help you find lodging in your price range, is that you never know what you're going to get. The Buzzard Mountain Retreat was a functioning farm that also had multiple cottages for rental all up the side of the mountain. Since we were driving a Chico (no powering steering, and most certainly no 4w drive!), we stayed in the cottage closest to the main road... and that cottage was still 2km up the mountain.
The road leading up to the ol homestead.
On our first night, we showed up after dark and tapped into our provisions when it came to supper.
Our cute, little, REMOTE, cottage. All the electricity was run on the power of a car battery, the water heater was heated by a pile of wood, and although it was big enough for us to each have our own room and bed, we ended up sleeping in the same bed night two after being spooked.
Our second night, after driving all the way up to Musina and checking out baobabs along the road during the day, was quite a vacation fun time. We built up a fire in the braai pit... roasted marshmallows, made s'mores, and drank ciders/beer while the sun settled behind the Soutpansbergs for the night.
The road leading up to the ol homestead.
On our first night, we showed up after dark and tapped into our provisions when it came to supper.
Our cute, little, REMOTE, cottage. All the electricity was run on the power of a car battery, the water heater was heated by a pile of wood, and although it was big enough for us to each have our own room and bed, we ended up sleeping in the same bed night two after being spooked. 
Our second night, after driving all the way up to Musina and checking out baobabs along the road during the day, was quite a vacation fun time. We built up a fire in the braai pit... roasted marshmallows, made s'mores, and drank ciders/beer while the sun settled behind the Soutpansbergs for the night.
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