I've been on top of Table Mountain by cable car, but never have tried to climb it before. The Southeaster that had been unrelenting for the last few days had finally died down, but, an incredibly warm heat wave for March was taking its place. 40C (104F) does not make for an auspicious hiking day, and it was hot and sticky as we endlessly climbed stairs and ladders up Skeleton Gorge. Once on top, we were baking in the open sun, and knew there was no way we were going to make it all the way across to the cable car station. I had no idea how vast an area lies on top of Table Mountain, containing reservoirs, cabins, and miles of trails. We enjoyed the blooming protea, the views down to Hout Bay, and the feeling of being in the wilderness, perched above a big city, and then headed back down to civilization the way we had come.
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