Consider the Lilies: on Worry and Walking

A week ago, I thought I would just be writing a post about our hiking trip. Now, it seems impossible not to also write about events that frame our recent getaway to the southern coast of South Africa.

The hike: the Dolphin Trail, from Storms River in the Tsitsikamma National Park to the Sanddrift River, over suspension bridges, along the coast, through indigenous forest, and fynbos.

The frame: the first confirmed case of Covid-19 in South Africa was announced last Friday (March 6), a man (in the town where we live) who had recently returned from a trip to Italy. On Sunday we left on our trip. Today, nine days later, the total number of confirmed cases in South Africa is 51, and many new developments have taken place in the United States, including a travel ban on several European countries; the closing of schools in many states; colleges, universities, and seminaries moving their instruction to online; and the closing of churches and cancellation of gatherings in many Episcopal Dioceses. So much can change within a week.

Here, church services are still on, but guidance similar that what was in place in the Episcopal Church in the Diocese of Maryland (and others) in late February, such as “no-touch” or “low-touch” Eucharists, reminding worshippers that they don’t need to receive wine in order to receive fully the Eucharist, is now on the website of the Anglican Church of Southern Africa.

A dear friend has given up worry for Lent. I’m rooting for her. She is a thoughtful, funny, smart, faithful, prayerful, compassionate person. If anyone can do it, she can. Plus, unlike giving up chocolate, or, in my case lemon shortbread bars, who wants to go back to worry starting on Easter Day? It could become a permanent change.

On the subject of worry, Jesus said, “can any of you by worrying add a single hour to your span of life?” (Matthew 6:27) And, “do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own” (Matthew 6:34). When people are tempted to worry about clothing, he advised considering the lilies of the field; about food, looking at the birds of the air. In other words, worrying won’t help solve any problems or fix any situations. What helps? Working for solutions, caring about people, showing compassion, praying. Washing your hands will help. Worrying won’t.

Walking helps too. At least it helped me as we checked into our lodgings along the way and watched the news and learned of travel bans and outbreaks and cancellations. If you can go out for a walk, I hope you will. If you can’t, maybe taking a deep breath and seeing these pictures will help you in the meantime.

So, here are some highlights of our walk and the opportunities we had to consider the lilies (or proteas, heathers, ericas, yellow woods, stink woods, insects, and other creatures along the way).

The Dolphin Trail is a 4 day/3 night slack-packing adventure. You hike from accommodation to accommodation. Someone collects your luggage from your lodging and takes it to the next place where you find it when you arrive. Guides carry snacks, lunches, and water for you. You bring your own day pack with a jacket, camera, whatever you want to carry, and that’s it.

Day 1: Arrival at Storms River in the Tsitsikamma National Park

We got a shuttle from Port Elizabeth to the park and checked into our cabin there. It was super well equipped. It even had an ironing board. At least, I think that’s what that apparatus is called.

Joe on the deck of our cabin at Storms River in the Tsitsikamma National Park
The view from the deck: the Indian Ocean
Many dassies (aka rock hyraxes) live amongst the rocks by the ocean.
Too cute not to include another photo.

Over dinner we met one of our guides, JJ, and the other hikers, 3 couples, from Cape Town, Germany (living in Switzerland), and the UK. We heard about our hike and when we would need to be ready the next morning. We slept soundly, lulled to sleep by the sounds of the ocean waves.

Day 2: Storms River to Misty Mountain Reserve

We met our lead guide, Werner, who gave great information and help throughout the hike. Werner was at the front of our group, while JJ walked at the rear, keeping us all safe, and making sure we knew we could be as leisurely as we wanted, without anyone falling too far behind or getting lost.

The hike starts with a walk through the woods to 3 suspension bridges that cross the Storms River. From the bridge we could see seals in the water. One of them was trying to catch a sting ray.

Werner, our guide, at the beginning of our hike.
View up the gorge from the bridge.
View from near the end of the third bridge.

After the bridges we began our ascent to the first lookout.

Looking back to where we had started.

Along the way, Werner pointed out details of what we were seeing. Here he’s showing us a eucalyptus tree that has had a ring of bark removed in an effort to kill it. Farmers planted eucalyptus trees, which absorb great amounts of water, in an effort to dry out land and make it more suitable for farming, but is not helpful for the natural balance of the area. Now efforts are being made to eradicate the non-native trees. People found that cutting them down caused 4 or 5 to spring up where there had been one, so cutting the bark off and allowing them to die, then using them for firewood is a better solution.

Other sights along the way:

Spanish moss, or old man’s beard, that indicates good air quality.
Our lunch spot
A stream leading out to the ocean

After a beautiful walk, we arrived at Misty Mountain Reserve, where we stayed for the night. They had peacocks at the reserve—not native, but fun to see, and many mischievous monkeys, who moved too fast for me to take any pictures of them (maybe it was all the sugar packets they swiped from the restaurant).

We didn’t have cell phone coverage or reliable wifi, but we did have a television in our room. We caught up on the news, but fell asleep quickly after our long day of walking.

Day 3: Misty Mountain Reserve to the Sanddrift River

After a delicious breakfast, we made our descent to a beautiful walk along the rocky coast.

A spot called the Amphiteatre
Wild geraniums grow in profusion along the trail. Geraniums, very familiar to us in the United States, originally came from South Africa.
White-breasted cormorants drying themselves.
A toad watching as our group passed.
A knob wood tree. Werner told us that the tree was used for mouthwash, toothache, stomach upset, and snake bite. (On the snake bite–it didn’t cure the bite, but it took away the pain before death). The tree is a protected species.
This stinkwood tree is over 500 years old. Werner told us the stinkwood has a wonderful relationship with a particular insect that lives in its leaves. When other insects that would harm the tree land on it, the indwelling insects eat them, protecting the tree. The leaves also develop spots that make it look like other insects have already laid eggs on the leaves, which also protects the tree from harmful insects.

At the end of our day of walking, we arrived at our lodgings at the Fernery. This is the view from the restaurant’s deck.

Us at the end of our hike.

Over dinner that evening, our group compared notes on the hike and our experience. The people who would be returning to Europe in the next little while were a little wistful, expressing gratitude for this time here, and knowing they would be returning to homes changed by the Covid-19 outbreak and developing responses. We all would. Appreciating the beauty of the day, the fresh air wafting in from the balcony, and sharing stories of fun travel seemed extra important.

Day 4: Return to Storms River on the old Storms River Pass, a 4 x 4 drive through beautiful indigenous forest. We met our shuttle and were taken back to Port Elizabeth where we spent the night before flying back to Durban and driving home.

At both airports we noticed right away that changes had been made. It had only been a short time since we had last been at the airports, but hand sanitizing stations and bottles of hand sanitizers had been set up all over. Posters with best practices for keeping healthy were posted. Over the bathroom sinks, signs had been hung telling people to wash hands for at least 20 seconds. We were happy to see it.

We don’t know what restrictions lie ahead, but we are very grateful for this chance to be outside, walking, wondering, and practicing setting worry aside.

  1. That was a beautiful trip you took. Thank for sharing it.

    Godspeed Peter

    On Sun, Mar 15, 2020, 2:55 PM Amy and Joe Go to Africa wrote:

    > Amy Richter posted: ” A week ago, I thought I would just be writing a post > about our hiking trip. Now, it seems impossible not to also write about > events that frame our recent getaway to the southern coast of South Africa. > The hike: the Dolphin Trail, from Storms River in” >

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    1. Thank you, Peter! I hope you will still be able to take your trip around Easter? Will you? We just heard that the 1/2 marathon we planned to run has been cancelled, which seems the wise and responsible thing to do. We hope your travel plans are still possible and that you and everyone at the school are safe. Love and blessings, Amy


  2. What a wonderful picture-essay. I hope you guys will write a picture book about all your adventures and reactions. Love from mostly home bound but not unhappy Madeleine

    Sent from my iPad


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  3. These pictures are amazing ! I almost felt like I was right there. But I’m not sure about those heights!, I hope you both had a trip full of memories for a lifetime. We’re enjoying our traveling theses days vicariously through the Smithsonian channel and Planet Earth,, stay well and travel safe. Godspeed!

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    1. Thank you, Lutie! Isn’t amazing how many ways we have to see the wonders of the world? So grateful for all the people who bring us images and share their experiences. Sending love!


  4. Thank you for sharing your hiking trip. Just what we needed to brighten our time of isolation. Extraordinary scenery! What a world He made.

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