After breakfast, we begin our hike through the forests to Makwarane, the first village on our itinerary. Before long, I assign my cane permanently to my back pack; with the rough and rocky terrain, it is more of a hindrance than a help to my mobility. I soon develop a technique that carries me through the six day hike, and
Visual Disability Awareness Today for World Sight Day, my brother and I discussed and answered questions about living with Retinitis Pigmentosa; a rare genetic eye disease leading to blindness.
MY HIKING TRAVEL GROUP The conversation on the journey from the airport to Venda is so riveting, that even though I’m exhausted, I ditch my planned nap and tune in. In the travel group is Liam, a videographer, Pearl, a pharmacist turned property manager, Jana, an artist, Jenny, a former MK operative, who during apartheid was in exile for about a
“Before I go blind” bucket-list adventures. A rural hiking adventure in Venda – Day 1 Raising awareness for Retina South Africa, and empowering the partially sighted (visually impaired). Sunday morning. Getting to Johannesburg. I’m almost hallucinating with tiredness as I check in at Cape Town International airport at 5am. The plane is taking off at 6:15a.m to Johannesburg and I’ve
Good day Michele Details follow of a walk in Venda I’ve been trying for years to make a reality…A South African ‘Camino’ albeit in shorter form. This is the ‘inaugural’ walk. Rather short notice I know. It would provide unparalleled exposure to African/Venda culture, walking through magnificent countryside- one of the last ‘deep’ rural, traditional areas of South Africa! All the best, Jeff
Understanding each other creates a better world. In my video, I share how it feels to go blind.
In the early hours of February 2016, my brother’s housekeeper Xolisile, and her daughter Kaushi, lost their home to a fire in Imizamo Yethu. Later that day I visited the burn site with my brother, Ian, to see where we could help. When we arrived, many of the exhausted victims were already rebuilding their homes with whatever could be salvaged. The
“There must be some good stuff about having tunnel vision”, a friend said to me the other day. It means you don’t have to see all the shit around you. We were walking down a side street at the time, me holding onto her elbow. I asked her to elaborate and she said ‘’Well, you missed seeing a guy peeing
I’ve just entered Cape Town Medi-Clinic, and am in a rush to make visiting hours. I walk at a brisk pace, eyes focused straight ahead. Whack!! Something has smacked into my shoulder, knocking me off balance. ‘’You just ran into me!!’’ a woman shrieks. I scan the area directly in front of me and take in an elderly, and fragile
I’m sitting with my kids and parents at the Look Out restaurant in Hout Bay when a man approaches our table. ‘You have beautiful eyes. Really beautiful. I just had to come over and tell you that.’ Although I have been offered this compliment throughout my life, I’m still flattered. Especially since I am becoming aware of fine wrinkles and