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Our 2002 Boland Hike (Or as Ryan Calls it – the Hike from HELL!) My Life | Photo Gallery 23 FEB 2012

I stumbled across this set of awesome, forgotten photographs while handling a drive I received from Ryan a while ago. Although I can’t remember the exact date, I’m pretty confident that these were taken back in 2002, back when I was still happily chugging along in varsity, enjoying tie hou quan monkey kung fu under sifu Anton Fourie (who happened to be dating Claire at that stage), and as these pictures prove – capable of cultivating VERY bad hair days!

Anyway, the location for this Lotter family minus Mom but plus Anton hike was the Boland Hiking Trail, starting off at Nuweberg (near Grabouw) and overnighting at Landdroskop Hut, before making the return leg the next day.

(Well, truth be told, I think it was just one night on the trail. It’s a bit fuzzy being all that long ago you know!)

Anyway, I remember thoroughly enjoying the hike, as did pretty much everyone else – except for Ryan who completely broke down under the strain (and it didn’t help that we lost track of the trail a couple of times thanks to overflowing rivers) and eventually started dubbing this the Hike from Hell.

That said, nowadays he’d probably laugh at this piffling challenge now that he is all trim, fit and in proper walking shape!

So good memories, though I could perhaps have done without seeing all that hair sitting on my head. Sigh, such a fashion disaster I tell you! (No wonder that I was single at the time!)

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It’s Just One of those Moments My Life 27 JAN 2010

ryan and claire lotter at our weddingIt’s quite interesting, but this photo above is actually one of Chantelle’s and my favourite images to come out of our wedding back in November last year, despite the fact it doesn’t actually feature Chantelle or myself!

Instead, it depicts my sister Claire looking on as my younger brother Ryan gestures with outstretched arms, doing it for who knows what or imitating who knows whom, but with a facial expression that exudes absolute joy (or terrible constipation).

Incidentally though, today also marks my younger boet’s 27th birthday if I’m not mistaken, so happy birthday Ryan – Chantelle and I will catch you on Saturday for the house-warming birthday braai! Needless to say, we’re expecting a gourmet feast to come out of that new kitchen of yours! ;)

The Big Funeral My Life 13 SEP 2007

So another short day at work yesterday for me, but not for an enjoyable reason this time though. Aunt Sophie, my grans brothers wife passed away over the weekend at the ripe old age of 76, after battling debilitating illness for quite some time now. The funeral was scheduled for yesterday morning at 11:00, at the Kuilsriver Community Church. Kyle agreed to let me attend and I hit the road, managing to actually find the place without too much difficulty (pops and Claire on the other hand managed to get lost).

The service was moving and well presented, and I’m sure Auntie Sophie would have been proud of her family. Obviously our thoughts and prayers go out to the family.

And as with all weddings and funerals, a lot of family who I haven’t seen in quite some time travelled to make the funeral. It was good to catch up with some of the people that I literally haven’t seen in years. (I even managed to make a poephol of myself, by completely forgetting that Laughlin has two children instead of one and she’s two and a half years old already!)

But the funniest, most embarrassing event for me of the day, had to be Aunt Thelma’s slip up after the service. I had been outside, chatting with Claire and Laughlin and admiring her new car. (The Polo looks mean, sporty and very powerful, and the black definitely works in its favour. I just don’t like the stretched doors thanks to it being a two door model). Anyway, on our way back inside the church, we spotted Auntie Thelma from Sedgefield. We’ve known them for years and spent a lot of time with them when we used to go on holiday to our gran and grandpa in Sedgefield back when we were kids. Having not seen them for ages, we headed off to say hi.

Auntie Thelma immediately recognised Claire and started chatting with her. After a little while, she turned to me standing by Claire’s side, looked at me, and then turned back to Claire, asking her if this was her fiance.

She wasn’t joking.

“No Auntie Thelma, I’m Craig. Claires brother, remember?”

“Really? What happened, you used to be so thin!?!”

Ouch.

And then to make it even more embarrassing, her husband, Uncle Louis joined us. Before he could say a word, Auntie Thelma promptly informed him that I was in fact Craig. First thing he did: Traced a large stomach with his hands in the air and asked: What happened?

*sigh* Of course the rest of my family found this completely hilarious. I’ve dug around and pulled an old picture of me from 2004. I guess if I look at it, I can see their point :(

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