It was our second afternoon “in the bush” and we had spent several hours tracking a cheetah without a sighting. The sun had set, a late-autumn chill set in, and our guides parked our Land Rover near a watering hole amongst a herd of randy zebras. Champagne was poured into long stemmed glasses and some salty nibbles were offered as we sat in the waning light, soaking up the moment. I figured this was the luck of the draw while on safari, sometimes you see the wild animals, and oftentimes they elude you.
Suddenly, our tracker Louis tensed up, listened intently in a specific direction (honestly, we heard nothing), and hurriedly asked if we minded chasing down a potential “kill”. Our Land Rover was back on the dirt road in seconds, some of us still nursing our cocktails. We were about to experience the most amazing ten minutes that would change the way we viewed life, fear and death. It had turned nearly pitch black, so our tracker used a spotlight to search ahead of us and suddenly, in the middle of a field, some 300 meters from the road, he instinctively spotted the cheetah which had just seconds before killed an impala, a type of antelope. We went off-road and up to within a few meters of the cheetah, a rare and utterly stunning animal, that all but ignored our presence. We managed to snap a fuzzy photo or two in the darkness without a flash and noticed how skittish and nervous the cheetah appeared.
We were sitting in a completely open vehicle, parked in the middle of a vast field in near total darkness (headlights of the vehicle helped just a bit) watching the cheetah dine on some choice pieces of raw antelope steak when the blood-curling, whooping screams of two vicious hyenas let off behind us. Our tracker trained his spotlight on the new arrivals, who were anxiously sniffing from about 10 meters behind our vehicle. They kept hopping around and working themselves into a frenzy, then with lightning speed, ferocious fangs and a two-on-one attack, they managed to scare off the cheetah and grab the freshly killed antelope for their dinner. This jarring transition surprised us, but things were happening so fast we only later learned that while a cheetah is graceful, fast and a superb hunter, it must eat quickly as it is somewhat defenseless against several other poachers in the wild.
Just when we thought it couldn’t get any more exciting, seconds after the hyenas started feasting, we heard a rustling movement from the dark to right of our vehicle, the hair on our necks stood on end and our hearts were pounding so loud as a deafening roar and a massive lion leapt in front of our vehicle, illuminated briefly by our headlights and he grabbed the impala away from the hyenas! My wife muffled a primal scream of her own and she grabbed my arm as the scene unfolded before us. Seriously, it doesn’t get any more National Geographic than that!
OUR PERSONAL BUCKET LIST
A safari had always been on our personal “bucket list” so to celebrate our combined “100th” birthday (50 for me and 50 for my wife, Marga), we decided to book a ten day holiday in South Africa. We planned several days in the bush staying at the luxurious Singita Ebony lodge on a private game reserve near the Kruger National Park in northeastern South Africa, a couple of days in Franschoek, the wine and fruit producing region located a few hours from Cape Town, and finally, a few days in Cape Town. It was, without a doubt, the trip of a lifetime. The number of superlatives that we used to describe so many of our experiences on this brief holiday trumped any other holiday we have ever taken, and between my wife and I, we have managed to visit every continent except Antarctica so far.
HEADING TO THE BUSH
Tourists go on safari, locals “head to the bush.” We knew almost nothing about South Africa and contacted the folks at Asia to Africa Safaris who helped us plan our trip, and they were an invaluable resource. We don’t often rely on tour operators, but this case was a very useful exception given the difficulty of securing reservations at particular camps and hotels. My wife, daughter and I flew from Manila aboard Singapore Airlines, via Singapore, and landed early morning in the Johannesburg airport. We were met by a guide and whisked to a private air hanger/lounge at the other end of the airport, where we waited for a small private plane transfer to Singita Sabi Sand. A 45,000 acre private reserve, next to the Kruger National Park, Singita Sabi Sand is home to three hotel properties, the 12-suite Ebony (the original lodge), the 12-suite Boulders nearby, and Castleton, a 6-suite home ideal for large families or groups of friends traveling together.
Singita Ebony is one of the finest small hotels we have ever stayed in. We had a two-bedroom suite with large living room, fireplace, multiple bathrooms, enormous outdoor deck and heated plunge pool all situated on a bluff on the edge of a river, where all sorts of animals large and small came to drink water. The accommodations were luxurious but lived in, local and beautiful, and somehow, totally luxurious yet unpretentious. But it was the phenomenal level of personal service that impressed the most. A private butler assigned to your family, a porter to walk you back and forth to your villa just in case there were animals in-between (which there always were – a large nyala one night, several antelope, a venomous Mozambique spitting cobra in broad daylight, bothersome monkeys and a female leopard strolling through the hotel grounds one lunch time!), as well as an experienced guide (Sipho) and tracker (Louis) with their Land Rover for twice-daily game drives and walking safaris during your stay. We had private tasting sessions with the engaging and extremely competent sommelier who picked wines out for our every meal, chefs who consulted with us to ensure we had what we wanted to eat, and dozens of other folks that just made us feel so pampered and comfortable while in residence.
We quickly settled into our safari groove — an early morning wake-up call, a light breakfast buffet set up in our villa’s dining room, a morning game drive for say 3-4 hours during which you stop for coffee and cake, then back to the lodge where you can enjoy a full breakfast, then rest for a few hours or take a dip in the pool or grab a workout or massage in their gym/spa, enjoy a light or heavy lunch as you please, grab a bite to eat at afternoon tea just before you head out on your mid-afternoon game drive (with cocktails and snacks), then back for dinner and perhaps a nightcap at the bar. All food and drink was included in the tariff and you had your pick of a well-stocked, South African-centric cellar that had hundreds of bottles of wine. Considering that the kitchen was cooking for just 12 villas and perhaps 18-20 guests at the time we were there, the food was absolutely five-star.
Over four days in the bush, our game drives throughout the 45,000 acre reserve yielded daily sightings of leopards, several herds of elephants, several rhinoceros, lots of graceful giraffes, lions, zebras, antelopes, packs of wild dogs, and many, many more. We missed only the cape buffalo from the various lists of “must-sees” – but we had told our guides that was our last priority as we figured they were large versions of our own carabaos back home. The abundance of wildlife was simply amazing, and while we thought it would be normal to go for hours without sightings, there always seemed to be something around the next bend in the road. We returned with thousands of photos from three different cameras, but honestly, the best thing about being there, is being there. Savor the moment, enjoy the encounters with the wild animals, observe them up close, or afar through powerful binoculars. Sitting in your Rover watching a female leopard gnawing on an antelope that she brought some 20 meters up a tree is something you will never forget. Or coming across the lion that grabbed the impala away from the hyenas the night before, in the middle of an open field in broad daylight, napping on his back with the family jewels exposed for all to see was oddly amusing in the most natural kind of way. You leave the bush in awe of nature, with a renewed respect for life of all kinds, and personally, I wished there were 90% less humans, and several thousand percent more wild game roaming the planet.
TO WINE COUNTRY
After four days in the bush, we flew by private plane and then commercial jet to Cape Town, landing in the middle of one of those infamous cape storms. Our guide, Randall, drove us to Franschoek, a quaint little town in the midst of wine country, roughly an hour away. When the Dutch settled in South Africa some 450 years ago, they eventually set up a farming community in this area that focused on fruit orchards and eventually vineyards. Today it is picture perfect, quaint, lush and attractive region. It’s also a culinary hotspot with several chefs opening noteworthy restaurants throughout the area.
We checked into our hotel, La Residence, which was ranked the #1 Hotel in the World by the Condé Nast Readers’ Choice Awards in 2013. We settled into two fabulously appointed suites (there are only 11 in the whole hotel, along with a 5 private villas) that almost defy description. Each room is decorated in different styles, with fabrics, furniture, artwork and flowers that are more reminiscent of an opulent villa in the midst of vineyard. The service at La Residence was superb.
Our guide, Randall, drove us around to visit several markets, restaurants and wineries in and around Stellenbosch and Franschoek. We attended wine tastings at the Warwick estate, first established as a fruit orchard in 1771, 5 years before the United States declared its independence! We tried several bottles, but one of them, called “Three Cape Ladies” is notable to James Bond fans as a wine he drinks in the Bond novel by James Deaver entitled “Carte Blanche”. We also visited the Waterford estate and enjoyed a private tour of the cellars as well as a novel chocolate and wine tasting.
Two other properties you shouldn’t miss are the Delaire Graff Estate and Babylonstoren. The former, owned by the family behind Graff diamonds whose boutiques around the world offer some of the most enormous, rare and stunning gems, sits on a hill with a breathtaking view of the surrounding valley. Beautiful artwork in the gardens and courtyards as well as a highly rated restaurant, impressive cellars and the only Graff diamond boutique on the African continent means that you can wine and dine with a view and shop for a ten-carat bauble effortlessly. Another utterly stunning must-see is Babylonstoren, in Paarl, one of the best examples of a cape Dutch farm circa 1700, but updated with a modern streamlined sensibility. Recently purchased by media magnate Koos Bekker and his wife, Karen Roos, the former editor of Elle Décor, the farm has been transformed into a spectacular showcase of design and good taste backed by nearly unlimited funds. If you stay in Babylonstoren’s hotel, you can wander into the expansive vegetable and fruit gardens and pick whatever you fancy for your lunch or dinner. The gardens and farm shop are one of the most charming I have come across in my years of writing about produce and food.
We spent several days at the tail end of our trip in Cape Town, one of the most beautifully situated cities in the world. It was here that we only began to scratch the surface of the highly complicated and interesting history of South Africa, and the nuances of its varied population of blacks, whites and coloureds (mixed race citizens). Our guide was an amazing resource who not only toured us around the major landmarks, but clearly explained some of the fascinating culture and history of the place. On our first day in Cape Town, we took a cable car (you can also trek up near vertical paths if that’s your thing) up Table Mountain, and from there had a panoramic view of the city, bay and part of the cape. We enjoyed a lunch of Cape Malay food, which was influenced by the Indonesian and Indian settlers over the centuries. In some districts of town, my wife and I could have passed for locals, except that we lacked the charming, almost beguiling local accent. We saw the infamous District Six where riots had broken out several decades ago with the forced removal of families during apartheid. We visited museums, shopped at local spice shops (and took home dozens of vials of vanilla from Madagascar) and searched out markets with local handicrafts.
Our hotel was located at the Victoria and Albert Waterfront, a tourist magnet with several hotels, malls, restaurants and shops set around a working harbor, with Table Mountain in the background. If you want to avoid crowds, you may wish to seek a smaller boutique hotel elsewhere in the city. We spent one afternoon just relaxing and shopping for mohair scarves and blankets made from the wool of angora goats, local hardwood bowls and utensils, market baskets and exotic leather products. South Africa has some of the finest exotic skins (ostrich, lizard and crocodile) in the world, and they often supply many of the top fashion houses in Europe and North America. Prices are incredibly reasonable for food, crafts and leather goods, and VAT is refundable at the airport.
Some of the most exciting restaurants have been popping up all over Cape Town in the past few years. Fueled by excellent local seafood, produce and game and young creative chefs, many of whom have trained or done tours of duty all over the world, the food scene is hot! We had an utterly superb dinner at the Pot Luck Club, of Chef Luke Dale-Roberts, who did stints as a chef in Singapore, Malaysia, South Korea and even at the Sofitel in Manila. The food was a superb parade of small dishes, many with Asian influences fused with superb local ingredients to utterly delightful results.
On our last full day, we drove down and around the Cape, past small beach side towns, more produce and ostrich farms and vineyards and down to the nearly southernmost part of Africa. The views were amazing and one would be hard-pressed not to imagine the explorers and their galleons that had tried so hard to round this bend of Africa, in turbulent waters and notoriously fierce cape storms. We visited penguin colonies, passed on shark-feeding activities in frigid waters, and capped the day at the expansive Kirstenbosch botanical gardens not far from Cape Town.
THE TRIP OF A LIFETIME
Overall, our South African sojourn was without a doubt, the best holiday we have ever taken. The range of experiences, from the safari ensconced in a luxurious lodge, to the vineyards and farms around Franschoek, and the last few days in Cape Town, were unparalleled.
personal photos by Joel Binamira featured photo by Mike Jo
Get Lost in this Not-so-distant Island Safari Paradise
LOST IN PARADISE
Tao Philippines Crusoe-style deserted island camp paradise is perfect for those who understand the luxury of simplicity and disconnection.
by Melo E. Esguerra photography by Scott Sporleder
Just when you think Palawan is fast becoming a second Boracay, where congestion of concrete buildings and human bodies have begun to define the island experience more than the pristine beaches of white powdery sand, the Lostboys of Tao Philippines came up with a new island project that guarantees an escape to paradise. They call the island Camp Ngey Ngey.
The Lostboys have taken over the abandoned resort of Manguengey in Busuanga, a remote island in Palawan. They have kept the ruins from the typhoon and built their signature bamboo Tuka huts around the main beach of the island, which serves as the camp area. Just a short walk away you’ll find jungle trails that lead to three other wild beaches, preserved reefs and windswept cliffs encompassed by crystal blue waters. And on certain days, when the winds are strong, one side of the island becomes a good site for surfing.
Eddie Brock, one of the founders of Tao Philippines, explains how this concept of an island safari came about. “When we took over Manguengey Resort, we were stuck with the idea of how to run it. We do not know how to cater to resort guests, the individual choices and needs, and menus,” he admits. “Tao’s expertise is to show travelers something new, something more raw and adventurous. We decided that we will not worry about things we don’t understand, and stick to what we do best. One of the best aspects of a Tao trip is creating an atmosphere of connecting with other travelers, disconnected from digital clot—without the worry of planning, wallets and keeping a status. Five days out in the remoteness with the islanders in control leads to a positive attitude: guards down, inhibition is off and open to meet new friends.”
The camp is accessible through the three day/two night boat safari from Coron, with beach and reef stops en route the camp and back. Guests will be joining other travelers, staying in individual Tuka huts dotted along the beach. There are lounges, a dining and kitchen area, and open hang-out places. Currently, the big mansion from the old resort is being restored into a villa that can accommodate a family or group of friends.
The island can be reserved for big events like weddings, parties and other meaningful gatherings.
In the island, there is no room service, no menus, no WiFi. You will arrive as strangers, you will eat together, swim together, laugh together, drink together, and get to know each other offline. Become part of the magic of Tao, and see what happens!
For more information on how the trip to Camp Ngey Ngey works, log on to www.taophilippines.com
(This article has already been published in Zee Lifestyle’s June 2017 Men’s Issue, “Lost in Paradise” on pages 110-113.)
THROWBACK THURSDAY. Our Stylish Voyage on a Boat with Loida and Richard
With hosts Loida Montesclaros and Richard Forteau, we take entertaining to the high seas.
by Shari Quimbo photography Steffen Billhardt
The sky was decidedly gloomy on the Sunday afternoon Loida Montesclaros and Richard Forteau invited a small group of us for a sail, the clouds getting darker as I make my way to Porter’s Marina, where the Blue Planet was docked.
“Richard built the boat himself in Cebu,” Loida explains, going on to share that he was the former honorary French consul in Cebu. “It was built here, and I designed the interiors.”
All that work certainly paid off—Loida and Richard would often sail the boat out to different Philippine destinations such as El Nido, Siargao, Boracay and the Gigantes Islands in Iloilo. These could mean days-long journeys that sometimes meant dealing with some rough seas. Quick day trips, much like the one we were about to embark on, were also a regular past time.
Loida gives me a quick tour of the boat then shows off her tropical spread. With its bright blue and white floral seating, the cabin’s dining area is already a pretty festive site. “I wanted to keep it simple,” she tells me, arranging her fresh fruits around on the banana leaf-covered wooden slabs she was using as serving trays. “And I wanted it to look more local, more tropical. We are on the water, after all.”
The bamboo slats of the dining table were the perfect backdrop to Loida’s spread, which featured tropical fruits alongside an entire roll of lechon belly, fresh lumpia, empanada and steamed shrimp.
The highlight of the table, though, was the chicken liver pate, a dish that Richard makes himself. “Luckily, the French love to cook,” Loida jokes conspiratorially.
Finally, it was time to take the vessel out onto the high seas, and the group makes its way above deck to enjoy the view. The cool sea breeze was a bit stronger than usual, something that had to do with the dark rain clouds looming above us—something that would have deterred any other group, but not this adventurous bunch. Armed with a glass of champagne in one hand and a biscuit smeared with pate on the other, many stand against the railing, admiring the sight of the sky turning orange above the Mactan Channel.
And then it starts to pour. No matter, though—as the rain pounds against the deck, the party finds its way down below. A bottle of wine is opened, and then another, while a second pot of pate is transferred on a plate. Our captain waits until the waves calm before he brings us back ashore.
(This story has already been published in the printed edition of Zee Lifestyle Magazine’s November 2016 issue as one of the Entertaining Features on pages 82-85.)
Experience authentic Korean Barbeque at Da-In Restaurant
Filipinos are crazy for Korean barbecue. As such, there are a lot of places that are offering Korean barbecue. But Da-In restaurant isn’t just one of those restaurants.
Located in Salinas Drive in Lahug, Cebu, Da-in restaurant is a joint project between the Creative Cuisine Group and Da-Won restaurant. With state-of-the-art grilling stations in each table and various Korean cuisines ready to be served, Da-In would surely sate your Korean barbecue cravings without any hassle.
Visit Da-In restaurant today!
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