In the 1950s my ship berthed in Capetown and after scrounging a day off I went for a walk up to the top of Devils Mountain, then down to the woods below Table Mountain, behind the Govenors house, then back to my ship.
To get to Devils Mountain I went through "District 6" not knowing it was taboo for a white man to go through there, thats another story.
Devils Mountain was so exciting and alien to me, the plants, birds and snakes etcetra enthralled me and have stuck in my mind all my life. If you've been an adventurer like me, you will have many unforgetable memories, this was one of them.
