Fear Not This Night

Fear not this night
You will not go astray
Though shadows fall
Still the stars find their way

Awaken from a quiet sleep
Hear the whispering of the wind
Awaken as the silence grows
In the solitude of the night

Darkness spreads through all the land
And your weary eyes open silently
Sunsets have forsaken all
The most far off horizons

Nightmares come when shadows grow
Eyes close and heartbeats slow

Fear not this night
You will not go astray
Though shadows fall
Still the stars find their way

And you can always be strong
Lift your voice with the first light of dawn

Dawn’s just a heartbeat away
Hope’s just a sunrise away

Distant sounds of melodies
Darting through the night to your heart
Auroras, mists, and echoes dance
In the solitude of our life

Pleading, sighing arias
Gently grieving in captive misery
Darkness sings a forlorn song
Yet our hope can still rise up

Nightmares come when shadows roam
Lift your voice, lift your hope

Fear not this night
You will not go astray
Though shadows fall
Still the stars find their way

And though the night sky’s filled with blackness
Fear not, rise up, call out and take my hand

Fear not this night
You will not go astray
Though shadows fall
(Still the stars find their way)

Fear not this night
You will not go astray
Though shadows fall
(Still the stars find their way)

And you can always be strong
Lift your voice with the first light of dawn

Dawn’s just a heartbeat away
Hope’s just a sunrise away

One Ring to rule them all

Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie,
One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them,
One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

The One Ring

(She did, after the initial shock, say yes.)

Arrival of the Dovahkiin

“Skyrim legend tells of a hero known as the Dragonborn, a warrior with the body of a mortal and soul of a dragon, whose destiny it is to destroy the evil dragon Alduin.”

Meet Emily:

Emily is my one-month-old niece, and the most adorable little child ever.

We’ve already picked up that she has a keen ear for music — it calms her down whenever she’s a bit upset, and even puts a smile on her face (she’s getting old enough to do that now).  Last week though, I was over at my sister’s place visiting, and put on the Skyrim soundtrack for her: she pricked her ears up, listened for a while, and then started conducting to Jeremy Soule’s fantastic score.

Long story short, I’ve now organised the Skyrim soundtrack for my sister — and the Last Dragonborn (the Dovahkiin) may indeed be amongst us.

(Further proof: she also loves the soundtrack from The Hobbit — especially the Smaug themes.)

Honey Badger Houdini

This has been doing the social media rounds lately, so I’m guessing most of you have seen this.  Still, here it is for those who haven’t: by far, the most amusing thing I’ve seen lately.

Stoffel’s home was the Moholoholo Wildlife Rehabilitation Centre near Hoedspruit; their own blog recounts the story of Stoffel being a rather unwanted house guest.

Seeing mountains again

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The lack of any activity from my side over the Easter Weekend comes courtesy of me indeed being far over the misty parched mountains old — in this case, the Cederberg, courtesy of Amy’s family.

And there was one thing that was apparent.  The more some things change, the more other things stay the same.

Prior to this weekend, I had visited the area twice.  I had taken Tim and Kelle on a day roadtrip in September 2012 (and which I then promptly neglected to blog about), but my previous excursion was around New Year 1993/1994, when my family took an arduous drive from Durban across the scrubbiest parts of Namaqualand to get there, stayed there for two weeks, and then spent one week more in Cape Town (indeed, it was that holiday that laid the foundation for me living there today.)  Our choice of accommodation was in Sandrif camp, where we stayed in a chalet then (we were in a tent on the opposite side of the river this time) and, apart from a new row of chalets on the ridge overlooking the river that were apparently built a few years ago (Protea 1-4 for those who have been there), this photo could have easily been taken a couple of decades ago.

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As a further example, back in 1993/1994 and being the precocious, snotty-nosed 8-year-old annoying brat that I was back then (some would argue that not much has changed there, but I think we’d better leave that for another day), I always insisted on stopping for some mountain water at a perennial waterfall located halfway up Uitkyk Pass (which joins the valley where CapeNature’s Algeria camp is located with the main plateau region).  I’m happy to report that, 20 years later, tradition has been kept alive.

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As for the weekend itself, it was filled with swimming in aforementioned freezing river, teaching the kids at the campsite how to play cricket, freezing in tent in said campsite (on our last morning, my car registered 6°C when I moved it at ~09:00; presumably it had been even colder than that during the night), going on relaxing walks, exploring the nearby cave systems and weird rock formations, wine tasting at the nearby winery and just relaxing and forgetting about the stresses of everyday life for a precious few days.

Pure bliss.  We’ll be back next year.

Blunting the haters

I’m not the biggest fan of James Blunt’s music, but I have to admit that I am a fan of his responses on Twitter to people who tweet that they aren’t fans either:

UPDATE: Whoops, looks like my Twitter post embedding is a bit broken.  I’ll have it fixed soon.

UPDATE 2: OK, it’s sort of fixed…

Silver Slipstreams

The Capetonians who venture to this part of the blogosphere may remember the viral video of a longboarder setting off the Kloof Nek speed camera early this year.  Although I gave this a very brief mention at the time, the video deserves a repost…

… if only because of what comes next.

Meet Decio Lourenco: graphic design student by day, downhill longboarder by night.  After gaining fame (and notoriety from the Western Cape traffic officials) for the Kloof Nek stunt, Decio was contacted by Mercedes-Benz to hurtle down a section of Franschhoek Pass alongside an A 45 AMG driven by former professional racing driver Robbi Smith.

With the blessing of aforesaid traffic officials, who closed off the pass specifically for this to happen, a film crew from Bring Back Choirboy spent three days filming the pair of four-wheeled adrenaline junkies.  The result — a simply breathtakingly choreographed high-speed ballet.

Further words simply do not do what you’re about to see justice.

Broken out

Yes, I’m aware that some (all?) people reading this probably know about this.  I don’t care; I just found this, and I think it’s awesome:

  1. Open up Google in your favourite web browser.
  2. Search for “Atari Breakout“.
  3. When the search results pop up, go to the image search (by, obviously, clicking “Images”).
  4. Prepare to waste the next few hours of your life.