
On Saturday 11th of November Andrew, Jess, Ryan and I set out to find the Tranquility Crags. Our bags were packed with provisions, our walking shoes, hats and suncream were donned and we started our hike in Camps Bay. We followed the Pipe Line path that traverses the 12 Apostles. The going was pretty easy, stopping every now then to take some photographs... we reached Woody Ravine and Andrew was pretty sure we had to continue to find the right path up. Luckily we bumped into a couple having lunch and asked for directions. A moustached, shiny black pants wearing, pipe smoking man knew exactly where we were headed and gave us pretty good directions.
We started our ascent with a bounce in our step...
except maybe for

The crags are large fissures at the top of one of the 12 Apostles, they are a labyrinth of fairytale like alcoves, crevices and tunnels. Yellow Wood trees grow straight up and their branches advance at right angles searching for the sunlight, the walls are covered in green moss and although the wind was blowing a gale outside in the, aptly named, Tranquility Crags there's not a breath of wind. It truly is a magical place.



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