Escape
Here's the pitch: log cabins nestled on the side of a mountain at the end of a long dusty road in the middle of no-where. Each has a wood-fired hot tub perched on a private veranda, and positioned with a view of the untamed fynbos landscape.
Years ago I stumbled upon a blog post about this place. It's called KolKol Mountain Lodge, named after the type of fynbos that grows abundantly on the farm. That post and it's photographs have sadly disappeared from internet, but ever since then I've wanted to sneak out of town for a weekend in the country.
And that happens to be nearly impossible: the six little cabins sell-out months in advance. This year however I got my act together in January and booked a few days in the middle of June.
