A Karoo sunrise as seen from the Three Sisters (one of them is a hiding a bit), taken in May 2011.
We stayed at the Three Sisters guest farm in early May, and this was the scene that greeted us minutes shy of 7 o’clock, just before we undertook the journey back to Johannesburg. It was as though God had decided to paint the sky with pink and orange pastels, just for fun.
One stark topic that was discussed with the owner of the guest farm was that of fracking (hydraulic fracturing). Fracking is a process where one creates or widens fractures in underground rock layers in order to expand these fractures; and this ultimately causes more natural gas and oil to flow through the fracture, and thus more oil and natural gas can be mined from a given piece of land.
Basically, men in their little suits with piles of money locked away in the vaults of banks in America and Switzerland want to drill the Karoo for oil and gas.
It does not seem that the little towns in the Karoo will have the infrastructure or amount of readily available water to sustainably introduce fracking, and it would be a real shame if such a beautiful part of South Africa would become another toy of capitalism; another vein of blood to be sucked dry in a jiffy.
In the heart of the harsh Karoo,
As sun rises slowly from sleep
Unveiling from previous black canvas:
Soft pastel hues that melt into blue,
Blue untouched by soot or smoke
Enveloping a wild, rugged landscape
With its caring, crystal cloak
That morning the few who gazed
At heaven saw, in wondrous awe:
God playing happily with His crayons
Winking at the painters of today
As He pinched the sun and tugged,
Casting His eye on the crystal blue
In the heart of the harsh Karoo.
June 2011 – Francois Hermanus Steyn