Greyton to Mcgregor

Team Warburg embarked on another of their infamous hikes this last weekend. We set off from the quaint town of Greyton en route Mcgregor and back. The hike begun with a river crossing and rather steep climb up to 'breakfast rock'. From there it was a slow meander through the mountains up to the Mcgregor hut.

The weather was fantastic. Eric and Marcelle set a brisk pace while team Smallbones took up the rear taking plenty time to admire the view and keep themselves hydrated. We stopped at Oakes falls for a quick dip and a sandwich. The water was pretty icy and only a few were brave enough to jump in.



As we exited the valley and neared the hut, we walsed past a group listening to the rugby on the radio. Heiden pulled out his cellphone, tuned in, turned it up to full volume and broadcast the game to the group. In between coming and going to shower and using fire grids and various other metal objects for aerials, we managed to catch the last two drop goals and were all pretty stoked that the boks managed to clinch victory so lose to the end. Sarah wanted to know who was playing.

As we were a rather large bunch, we decided to make a fire in the middle of the kraal as opposed to the fireplace which was looking rather small. We had a lot of chicken to get through and there simply wasn't space. Everyone took turns doing little jobs for dinner which included, boerewors, pototaoes and butternut. At around 11pm everyone, bar 3 ,had gone to bed and the chicken was yet to cooked. The brave few tried a few drumsticks after that and decided it was finally cooked and good enough to go with a little mayo for brunch the next morning. The second batch was going to make it.

The wind picked up a little on the morning of the return journey, but the moment we descended from hut level it dissapeared the stroll to Oakes Falls was rather pleasant. With a little encouragement from Heiden, I decided to jump off the top of the waterfall down into the pool. Heiden went first and I followed him in from a slightly different position. It was a fair fall (6/7m) which required some trajectory away from the rock face. I didn't even notice the cold this time as I was quite stoked after I came up safely :]

We stopped for lunch at 'breakfast rock', whipping out the last of the chocolate and left over snacks. Due to one or two 'injuries' we took the jeep track home as opposed to the mountain path which proved a little quicker.

I managed to take some snaps with my new nokia, most of which were inside the hut of the breakfast and lunch team. Anyways , thanks to Erik for organising a fantastic weekend.