Late afternoon is always the best time here, and now that the days are not so cold, and things are looking a tad greener, we decided to get onto our raft (clever Farmer Brown) and drift into the middle of the dam. We had a small braai, a couple of drinks, and just sucked up the loveliness.The cottage in the background is the first one we started to build, Cottage Callum. It's nearly done, just the inside fittings left to do.But ah......nothing like Mother Africa to lift your spirits. This was a good day!
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I thought it might be nice to see the progress of the dam. From the time the TLB's moved in to get rid of the bush and dig great big holes, to when the water started to arrive, and to now, as of September....what a clever Farmer Brown I have !!
The man has decided to start a fishing lodge here instead of building some cottages and dealing with crappy tenants, and so the building of the dam commences. With great enthusiasm and admittedly, a whole lot of vision his part.After two giant TLB's have scraped away what I believe to be a giant crater, and some river water is filtering in, we stand and gaze at the dam. And gaze some more. And then the man realises that the original dam wall was WAY further down and at least 15m higher than he first thought. What we have done is built a POND that may very well be washed away with the first threat of rain.Back to the drawing board.My nerves.....LOL!
