An invitation to return to Grootbos should be embroidered in freshly woven silk and hand delivered by the gods. Such is it’s bearing and worth as it promises a return to warmth and luxury, beautifully crafted meals, fresh sea air, magical milkwood forests and whale watching.
This is my kind of wonderland.
When mine arrived (- by email) I pronounced myself a proud member of the ’Grootbos family’ and planned a return for last weekend.
Weather was wild and woolly which mattered little. The sun seemed to appear for activities, and the occasional sprinkling of rain made wet but not unhappy. There was also hot chocolate and friendly members of staff, not to mention bubbly in the afternoon to take the chill off.
I’m delighted to have experienced my wonderland in Winter and know without hesitation how it rises to the occasion no matter the weather.
Outdoor decks shimmer in the afternoon sun.
Reflections towards the beautiful outside from the warm inside.
On this visit my Forest Lodge room was the last one down the pathway, snug among the milk woods, deck and private plunge pool, outdoor shower, lounge and king size bed, a bath that begged for soaking and a fireplace that the fire-fairy kept stoked. Even a hot water bottle that appeared in my bed each night. Best.
Given the season, proteas were to be found in abundance, this Queen Protea being particularly beautiful.
My best bellow, Marie who accompanied me for the weekend.