Saturday 4 September 2021

Hazel Ridge - Umtumvunae - 2 September 2021

Today we navigated our vehicles closer to the destination taking into consideration that we are not children anymore and in the setting sun that grips the earth it can be relentless and taxing when heading home.  Today was a day of blood, sweat and tears. “Hazel Ridge” was a place to retreat to in heat.  A small oasis is what we remembered it to be.

Photo credit:  Tracy

 

Burnt Watsonia leaves.


Burnt Watsonia's

As we drove in through scrutinized controlled gates of “Covid” regulations we found the fauna to be poor even though it had been burnt.  It didn’t have the same vibrance and variety of that we saw at Beacon Hill when we all met for tea.

 

Heading to Hazel Ridge.


Hazel Ridge - Umtumvuna

Erythrina lysistemon

Alf, Anne and Tracy

Homalium rufescens (Small-leaved Brown Ironwood)
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Cineria albicans

Clutia disceptata

Rhoicissus digitata (Photo credit:  Tracy)

Rhoicissus digitata 


Rhoicissus digitata new growth - Baboon Grape

Tentively, we paced ourselves forward gazing at the Gerbera natalensis who snuggly wore their “pyjama’s”.  The burnt Watsonia in their rusty hue’s were a great contrast to the serene grasses and Orange-breasted Bush shrike sang their cheeriest song.

 

Gerbera natalensis

Salago tarachodes

Apodytes abbottii (varigated with virus).


Indigofera rubroglandulosa 

Crassocephalum crepidiodes (Not a weed in SA).

Delosperma sp. 



Photo credit:  Tracy - Solanum incanum

Phytolacca octandra (A weedy plant found in disturbed areas).




Salacia gerrardii (Photo credite:  Tracy)


It was an unusually clear day with the rolling hills in various colours of grey.  Our oasis had been  savagely burnt by a “Covid” run away fire which destroyed both the reserve and neighbouring farmers lands. 

The Petopentia's natalensis were blackened and looked like empty balloons and the Ochna arborea's stem’s that were “cool to touch” were just like any other.  Their magic had been lost.  Many had been totally destroyed in the hot fire. The tree’s that were a sanctuary to orchids and ferns were no longer.  Baboons did not help the environment as they turned the earth for grubs leaving orchids upturned. The neighbouring farmers to the reserve planting “Nugget’s of Gold” had allowed their invasives on their boundaries to be harvested by birds that ate their berries and distributed them into pristine areas.  We were left to spend our botanising day pulling our Chromolaena and Bug weed.  The Bug weed left our skins itchy and irritable.  Raw skinned and red with bloody arms we tattooed ourselves for the day.  Conservations is for those who care.


A monkey skull

 

Polystachya sandersonii

Petopentia natalensis with Rhipsalis baccifera growing on it.


Petopentia natalensis

Petopentia natalensis

Ochna arborea

Ochna arborea

Faurea macnaughtonii


Where the fire couldn’t burn up from the depths of the ravine, we found Stangeria eriopus and Clivia robusta breast high.  How privileged we found ourselves to be in nature that was devoid of people.  No noise, no litter.   


Anne showing how huge Stangeria eriopus is. 

 

Clivia robusta

Clivia robusta

Having paid some of our dues in looking after the environment we cautiously crept down the steep hill side and had to be watchful of where we placed our feet as the decomposed trunks and earth matter easily gave way and one could fall.  Our hands went from trunk to trunk edging our way forward to mossy green oversized boulders with crystal clear water where Water skimmers swam around.  Minusops obovata flowers lay amongst fallen leaves.    

 

Dorothy, look how agile she is!

Mimusops obovata

Photo credit:  Tracy


We settled in for lunch in the coolth of a ravine.  All peace was restored.  If only peace could remain. 

Acokanthera oppositifolia

Acokanthera oppositifolia


Carissa bispinosa (notice the small leaves)

Carissa bispinosa

A flatid bug: Tribe Phromnini - Member of Planthoppers - Superfamily Fulgordoidea


Stenoglottis  fimbriata 

Leafy plant growing under a Steptocarpus haygarthii.

Petopentia natalensis flower

Cryptolepis capensis


I'm watching you.


Anne looking down onto the pool far below.







Oxyanthus speciousus

Tricalysia capensis var. capensis.

With the setting sun we slowly walked back, tackling invasives on the way and promising to return to make it a day's job getting rid of them once and for all.


Dorothy, Gail, Simon, Alf, Anne and Tracy
Pondoland C.R.E.W.
  1.  "Wherever you go, go with all of your heart."


 


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