Traveling on the Flying Dutchman Funicular railway,
I could see the seabirds whirling and diving
Between the rocky nests and the sea.
The wave -swept pristine beach
Was being explored by hikers
Who admired the sandstone pillars,
Sea caves and white sands
Sculptured and swept clean by the wind and storm.
Though the treacherous rocky reefs
Surrounding the Cape of Good Hope
Are home for twenty-six recorded shipwrecks,
The famous one being ‘Flying Dutchman’,
Yet, it is the most breathtaking ocean
As coastal scenery in the world.
Defying imagination and credibility,
No human term can describe it.
I looked at the interplay
Of ocean, land and wind
Off the tip of beautiful Africa,
And thought of Coleridge;s Ancient Mariner
And Ernest Hemingway’s ‘Old man and the sea’
Who faced the sea as friend, not foe.
Sir Francis Drake, on his famous
Round the world voyage
Sailed into Cape Town’s Table Bay
As he described the Cape Peninsula as
‘The fairest Cape we saw
In the whole circumference of the earth.’
Vasco da Gama did feel the cold waters
Of the Atlantic ocean on the west
And the warmer waters of the Indian ocean
Of the East meeting and wooing,
For no other place can hold such a grand meeting,
The meeting of two vast oceans
Washing the shores of lovely countries
With variegated features and cultures.
And finally after visiting
The Penguin colony of Boulders,
We landed in Groot Constantin Wine Estate
Where we tasted the finest wines
The world can produce.
While we drank the wine,
The unique characteristics of the shoreline,
Continental shelf, ocean currents
And gale force winds
Were creating rogue waves, dangerous
And yet so powerful in beauty.