What a amazing season we and all our guests have enjoyed in St Francis these past weeks. Perfect weather, the odd windy day to bring us back to reality but enough to cool us from the summer heat. Jam packed roads reminding us why we choose to live in St Francis rather than face the daily traffic congestion our visitors obviously revel in seeing they bring it with them to St Francis every year.
Whilst wonderful to see so many, both young and old. Cycling during the holidays it is also a relief that they have all gone home. Some days traversing our narrow roads was an almost Russian Rolette experience as little kids on wobbly wheels made every effort to keep up with their parents. Good news though that the St Francis MTB / Cycling club has been able to raise some R100 000 to add to the cycle trails through the surrounding nature reserves. Let us hope cyckist will adbide by the rules and preserve our sensitive ecology.
Shopping too is a challenge at this time of year and those of us who went shopping either at opening time or just before closing found that others had also discovered this concept rather nullifying efforts to miss the crowds. Long queues amid organised chaos of trolleys packed to overflowing waiting to pay as staff scrambled to replenished shelves almost as quickly as they were emptied. Well done SPAR you really did a super job amid the crowded aisles even if there were a few curses from impatient shoppers.
Sun lovers packed the wonderful spacious sands of Cape St Francis beach making up for the lack of sand on St Francis Bay beaches. With the SRA receiving overwhelming support at the St Francis Property Owners NPC AGM in mid-December, we oldies may yet see the beaches of St Francis Bay replenished to their former status.
But not all was perfect with security firms and SA Police Services kept of their toes. An attempted hijacking, an unusual crime in St Francis, an unnecessary assault at a popular event and of course, house robberies as visitors and locals alike let their guard down making themselves easy targets to those who would steal rather than work.
And sadness too as a friend to many of us was so tragically taken whilst enjoying what he loved almost as much as he loved his son Kyle, surfing. A packed “SPACE” at the resort saw mourners remember Drew MacDonald the way he would have wanted, a son of the sea and the surf. A hundred or more paddlers paid homage to Drew with a paddle-out at Seal Point before friends and family met at Full Stop, an appropriate venue considering the tradegy, to celebrate Drew’s life.