Taroko Farm Chronicles

Modderfontein reserve

 Taroko Farm, Modderfontein, a trail so flat I call it a walk not a hike, heck I once walked the eleven kilometres with flip-flops. 😂. Yes, you read that right, flip-flops, it was not by choice, I have forgotten my hiking shoes on that day. Do not try this at home. Hehehehe. Eleven kilometres later, I lived to tell the tale.

This was a long soulful stroll. I’ve always said hiking isn’t just about burning calories or pretending you like granola bars or carrot sticks. It’s a full body experience, mind, body, soul, and occasionally, questionable footwear.  A glorious, chat filled, soul nourishing walk. I am time stamping this one 26.07.2025, we walked and talked for eleven kilometres. At one point, our amigos had to remind us that we were surrounded by nature, apparently, we were so deep in discussion we forgot to look up. Sorry, trees. LOL We’ll admire you next time. Not going deep into what we talked about; we talked about things we grew up hearing and doing. Some of it we are applying in our lives today. This conversation sparked beautiful memories of things my grandma used to give us and made us feel better, that being either having a headache or tummy ache. She was a legend. I wish I documented them because I have forgotten most of it.  We talked about the myths, truths, and how it will be forgotten 100 years from now because most of it is not documented. We truly went down memory lane, we had many AHA moments.

When I got home my brain was buzzing with ideas, reflections, and a desperate need to document it all. From that day on, I have been documenting what I remember for my kids and how it ties into my life now, That’s a start right…. Who knows, this podcast might just be on the cards. Bra Gab you will be my first guest!

Let’s talk about the magic of writing things down, even if you’re just rambling. Whether it’s a blog post, a journal entry, or a scribble on a paper, documenting experiences is like bottling time. It’s a gift to your future self and a breadcrumb trail for future generations. Imagine your great grandkids stumbling upon your post and thinking, “Wow, grandma really walked 11km in flip-flops? Or grandma grew doing one two three…  Your thoughts today might be someone’s inspiration tomorrow. Okay I’m done being a TED talker.

Oh, and Taroko Farm is evolving! Trailwolf Padel coming soon; Yes please.  Theres options for everyone, cycling, fishing, bird watching farmers market, ceramic painting experience and more.

To my loyal readers, thank you for sticking around. To the new ones, welcome to the chaos. I never usually date my posts, but this one needed it. Some walks are just too good to leave undated. And while I won’t spill every detail (got to keep some mystery alive), I hope you feel inspired to walk, talk, and maybe even write about it.

So go on document your flip-flop moments. Your Bra Gab conversations. THANK YOU, Bra Gab. Because one day, someone might read it and smile, or laugh, or walk 11km just to see what the fuss is about.

Until next time Fabtastic People!

Stay tuned!

Moira