ENTERTAINING BUFFEL BAY

19 Sep

 

This is a bit of a delayed post. I’ve been meaning to write about it but it seems that too many things have been happening at the same time!   Two weeks ago (pfff), we went to Cape Point as a big extended family outing. It was very exciting for me because we do not have family around us in Cape Town except for Nico. I always hear about other families that have both sets of parents around and can do outings with their folks, or with their parents-in-law. So when we have that opportunity ourselves, I’m very happy!

It doesn’t happen often for us because my family is in France (it’s just too far for a Sunday lunch) and Phil’s parents are in Springs. With Nico’s op, we had quite a lot of visits from his parents. His mum and dad took turns to come but for this last week end, they were both here. It’s so nice to have them around! So we went, Phil’s mum and dad, Nico and his very special friend, Nicole, and of course our own little tribe with the kids. We even had to go with two cars, that’s how many we were!!! It was a beautiful day, weather wise, landscape wise, food wise…or what was left of it anyway. When you enter Cape Point, you can read at the back of the pamphlet AND on the signs along the road to be careful of the baboons. Baboons are attracted by food and can be aggressive. Do not display your food, blah blah blah… DId it click in my mind? …

We parked our car, took out our picnic basket and litteraly minutes later, we saw 2 baboons running towards the food. They first passed poor Nicole and Nico who were taking a stroll on the beach (well done Nicole for staying so calm – they are only after the food after all) and headed straight for the beautiful etalage of bread, croissants, biscuits. They were much less interested by the healthy food though! My dear husband, or shall I say hero, is so brave in those situations, or senseless that he goes into fighting mode. Between him and his dad, they tried so hard to protect our food but these baboons are very arrogant. They are not scared of you and food is a priority! Fortunately, one of the guards came shortly after and helped us out with a few advice – like do not display your food, keep it in the car. My poor little boy (Killian) got such a fright at first, he was howling! Between the fight of the baboons, Phil chasing them, Killian screaming, Ouma keeping the other two away, it was like a zoo out there! Welcome to the natural reserve… When later I asked Killian why he was crying – because he wasn’t under attack –  I thought he was scared for his dad. No, no, he said that he was scared for the food!! 🙂 Like father like son I guess!! These crazy baboons, with ugly big yellow teeth managed to steal some bread and some magnificent choc chip cookies, the kind that only an Ouma would buy!! It became quite an interesting picnic (open the car door, take your piece of ham and tomatoe, close the car door, hide your food in your jacket and swallow quickly) but we had free entertainment for the day, because those baboons don’t give up easily!! We also had a very nice time with the kids.  

Little toes freezing in the water...

Little toes freezing in the water...

Our saviour and protector for the day... but still a dad picking up shoes and jersey!

Our saviour and protector for the day... but still a dad picking up shoes and jersey!

Mama, we miss you so much!!

Mama, we miss you so much!!

Nothing like a bit of rugby by the sea shore

Nothing like a bit of rugby by the sea shore!

He looks like a rugby player already! So cute!

He looks like a rugby player already! So cute!

But Papa plays rough! No mercy for the losers, not even the tods!

But Papa plays rough! No mercy for the losers, not even the tods!

I wish I had some pics of the baboons (for proof) and of Nico and Nicole (for memory), but my camera was short of battery. Next time!

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