I found a Nameless Stream among the hills,
And traced its course through many a changeful scene;
Now gliding free through grassy uplands green,
And stately forests, fed by limpid rills;
Now dashing through dark grottos, where distils
The poison dew ; then issuing all serene
'Mong flowery meads, where snow-white lilies screen
The wild-swan's whiter breast. At length it fills
Its deepening channels; flowing calmly on
To join the Ocean on his billowy beach.
—But that bright bourne its current ne'er shall reach:
It meets the thirsty Desert and is gone
To waste oblivion! Let its story teach
The fate of one — who sinks, like it, unknown.
Glen Lynden, 1825
Touws River
Farming
and camping at the river mouth
Wilderness
is a small town somewhere between Port Elizabeth and Cape Town at the Indian ocean.
Light House at Cape St. Francis
World-class beaches for wave-riding