Wet times at the Cape of Storms, in South Africa.

My mom called me an "outside" person, and I continue to be like that to this day.

That dark cloud behind the white clouds caught my attention.

A short dry spell sent us to the mountains, but the clouds crowed king, as they buried the mountains. So, for the life of me, I couldn't get a clear mountain shot, but I could get some stormy clouds on the mountains. Here and there you will see the outline of a mountain, but the low clouds shaded the view. In all of our life up north, we have never seen such huge and heavy clouds, as the north is far away inland, and now for the past 6 years down here at the Atlantic Ocean, we are slowly getting used to the power and the beauty of the clouds.
Come and see.

This below was the view from the road when we left the house.

But when we arrived near the mountains, the sky had other ideas.

Try as I might, there was just not a clear mountain shot available.

It is claimed that explorer Bartholomeu Diaz discovered Cape Point and he named the Cape as the Cape of Storms in 1488.

On their return voyage, they sailed close enough to Africa’s southwestern coast to encounter the Cape of Good Hope for the first time in May 1488. Tradition has it that Dias originally named it the Cape of Storms (Cabo das Tormentas) and that King John II later renamed it the Cape of Good Hope (Cabo da Boa Esperança) because it symbolized the opening of a sea route from west to east.

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And then it was me and the clouds.

Finally, as the rain came pelting down, we made a dash for home.

Tomorrow, I will show you the work of a contractor that's busy widening and clearing the river.

That's the issue about the rain here, as one moment it can be dry and within seconds, the wind will drive a cloud pregnant with water, to deliver her wet babies onto one's head. Road accidents often occur in the slippery situations, and depending on the size of the cloud, houses, roads and bridges can simply be washed away. We are currently in a sordid situation and as I type this, the raindrops are playing drums on our roof. To spend a whole day in the house will drive me mad, as I don't like idling around, and my bones can hear the call of Mother nature.
Just the way I am, as it's so much better to meditate and pray outside at the mountains.
Such is life.

I hope that you enjoyed the story and the pictures.

Photos by Zac Smith-All Rights Reserved.

Camera: Canon PowershotSX70HS Bridge camera.

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