The most common question I’ve been asked in the past week? “Where’s Avalon Springs?” The answer? Just a few steps further down the road from the more well-known Montagu Springs. We were there last weekend for a two-night mini-break, between the madness of the Loeries and the start of my 10-week GetSmarter SEO course. More on that soon, for now let’s look back on some of the weekend away highlights…
Friday, 28 August 2015: Good bye doggies, hello hot springs
While Bassie was suitably sad when we dropped the doggies off at their granny’s house for the weekend, Bertie seemed to be thinking ahead of all the treats he’d be on the receiving end of.
We made good time and before we knew it, we were about to enter the Huguenot Tunnel. 4km long on the dot, according to the car odometer.
Suddenly we had entered the land of sunshine and cloud-draped peaks, how very pretty!
Of course we stopped off to explore some ancient train carriages when we were just outside Robertson. We climbed in, on and over them, as you can see…
And of course we stopped to photograph the pretty pre-Spring flowers! Silly me squinting in the bright sunlight instead of wearing my sunnies.
A little further down the road you go through this hole in a mountain to reach the town of Montagu.
After a few more stops along the way we were finally at our destination.
The check-in person told us to check out the 24-hour indoor hot mineral pool. Check it out we did, and we had a lovely dip later that eve.
Exploring the outdoor hot baths, just visible behind me. Yes, squinting in the sun again with my sunnies on my head. Tsk tsk.
Do you see the little dassie at the deck area? They were hidden all around the car park, and on Saturday morning we saw them sitting on a few car bonnets, like cats do.
Our deck-facing room meant we had access to a jacuzzi, too – here we are in our brown hotel room gowns post-dip.
You can barely see this tiny flower bud I plucked from the surface of the jacuzzi!
We dined in the main restaurant at the resort that night – just look at how much pinkness was involved in my strawberry milkshake! Even with a glace cherry on top.
This is Husband’s “I’m so full as I ate starter snails followed by a full portion of beef curry” face. We rested awhile before returning to the water or we may well have sunk to the bottom!
Saturday, 29 August 2015: Bat cave hike and exploring Montagu
This way to the (upside down) bat cave! Follow me, kids! Note the marshy river we had to cross to get to the cave and back, filled with slippery rocks and pond weeds.
Success! Cave hikes always seem to result in the end-point being filled with graffiti instead of bats – click here for a reminder of similar outcome on our Woodstock Cave hike.
Husband admiring the view…
View from the top – that’s the Avalon Springs resort, hotel and cabins filling most of the shot, with Montagu’s pools just visible to the left of them.
Hike done and dusted, we headed into Montagu and had to stop to take a photo of the ‘cat crossing’ sign. Teehee.
As if that wasn’t enough of the odd animal sights for the day, we then encountered a VERY grunty tubby piggie. Husband bravely patted its belly. It squealed. I ran.
Our destination at last, Klipdrift, where Husband did a tasting of four of their brandies. He followed the advice in the sign above his head by “making himself at home”.
Lovely flavoured water for the table when we stopped in at the Rambling Rose for late lunch.
Another outstanding milkshake – this time an iced coffee with chocolate streaked all around the innard of the glass.
Husband’s ridiculously good Portuguese steak roll with fried egg. He added all the chilli sauce you see in the snap, of course. I had spicy Tuscan bacon and bean soup.
Some of the pretty tea things on display at Rambling Rose. I was tempted to try a slice of their cheesecake but was just too full to even try.
Back at the resort we got into our cossies, sped down the Boomslang COLD water slide (yes, me!) and then spent a few hours relaxing at the hot pools. Glorious way to spend a Saturday late afternoon!
Husband’s phone did something murky here – that’s me attempting a lap around the pool just by pulling along the rock wall perimeter.
On our way back to our room we noticed a waterfall of sorts, so went to explore.
Sunday, 30 August 2015: Good bye Montague, hello CT
It was drizzly and foggy when we woke on Sunday, so after another lovely hotel buffet breakfast we checked out and started making our way back home. We stopped at the ‘Padstal’ for this photo.
Stormy grey skies on the trip back home.
That’s all, folks. We missed the doggie children lots but had such a special time together, with lots of laughs and enough memories to keep us going for a while! 🙂