In one of my posts I made the statement: “What’s in a name – it may depend on your frame (of mind)!” That photo challenge was about framing your subject. I suppose the serenity of Tranquility cracks also depends on what you enjoy – your frame of mind (and in this case the frame of your body!). For me the term serene adventure is not a contradiction. There is a reason that a synonym for serene has been used in naming this area. While it has become better known, it is still one of the “secrets” of Table Mountain (South Africa). Through the years I have accompanied friends multiple times and in the majority of cases we were the only ones. Tranquility personified. The views on the way, at, and from the cracks are certainly serene.
Tranquility cracks are a series of cracks in the mountain which resembles a maze. It is an amazing play park which (in my opinion) outclasses purpose built theme parks like Gold Reef City . In fact Ratanga Junction (Cape Town’s theme park) is closing in January 2018 to be replaced with a commercial and retail development (and it is a pity as I have spend adrenaline filled hours there with the family and colleagues). Fortunately as Tranquility cracks is not an expensive mechanical man made creation, nature is able to keep it open without any money streaming in as Table Mountain hikes are free.
It is also known as the Underground forest as quite a few Yellow wood trees grow in these cracks, but with “abnormal” elongated trunks in order to reach the light. Underneath some trees can be seen in the presence of exited facial expressions.
More than 20 years ago a friend and I explored Tranquility for the first time. It was amazing as every nook and crag was explored and it was also the longest time we spent there in one go (and after that we ran down the mountain not to be caught by the dark). Johan was of slighter built than me and negotiated the narrow crack (the one where you must be the judge) successfully. So I decided I must try it as well.
It was impossible for me to walk upright through the crack as my chest was thicker than the crack. However the middle part of the crack was wider thus I wedged myself into it and became stuck, not able to advance forward or backwards, balancing horizontally inside the mountain! Eventualy with a mighty heave I pulled myself forward but in the process my pants stayed behind. And then a group of female voices came closer and closer..! It was already an embaresment losing my pants with Johan laughing. Now if the ladies saw me 😦 Fortunately I was able to get trough and become decent before we met them later in the main passage.
Nowadays it is impossible for me to go through there. Tectonic plates must have moved causing the tunnel to narrow🙈
Inspired by the WordPress weekly photo challenge Serene
Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind. Ecclesiastics 4:6