Greyton in the Western Cape is one of those little towns where time stands still. It’s so peaceful and quiet. The early morning air was crisp and it took a strong cup of hot coffee and lots of prodding to get Andy on the go. But once her boots touched the pebbles that lined the river bed at the foot of the mountains all her morning grumpiness left her we and were treated to the fun and silliness that these two awesome humans bring to any situation.
As we climbed into the mountains at the edge of the village, we were reminded again why we feel privileged to call them our friends. The love they share is infectious and energetic, and pulls you into their world where behind every bend is a new adventure waiting to be discovered.