FEBRUARY 2014 OUTING

HOPEFIELD AND SURROUNDS

DATE:             Saturday, 22 Feb 2014
TIME:              10h00

PLEASE NOTE: Outings are for paid-up members only. Join VASSA by clicking on the link on the right.

Directions: Take the R27 (West Coast Road) until you reach the R45 turn-off to Hopefield.
Turn right and continue approx. 30km along the R45.   The first turn-off into Hopefield town takes you along Oak Street, with the town to your left.
The first crossing is with Vredenburg road, which takes you into town, but you will need to pull off the road under the big blue-gums, with the hartbeeshuisie just beyond.  Stop here, outside the hartbeeshuisie in the grounds of the Hopefield Library, for your morning coffee, where we’ll foregather our group.

Bring: picnic teas and lunch, your sun-protection gear and Vernac good cheer.
A gentle reminder – no dogs / children.

This first outing of our 50th anniversary year is to the Hopefield area and we’ll be ending the day by revisiting Coenradenberg, which we recorded so thoroughly in 1975. See

https://www.vassa.org.za/a-survey-of-coenradenberg/

We’ll start our day in Hopefield, which is interesting in that it first developed along the Zouterivier and only later was a grid town laid out around the second church (the first having been in Tuinstraat, on one of the earlier river plots).  We are going to focus on the river-facing early plots, where a number of buildings, including the first pastorie, survive.

We’ll have our lunch picnic under the trees in the garden of one of these old houses – our hostess, Lindy Masters, is new to Hopefield but full of passion for building a garden to do justice to the river plot and its old house (with ablutions on hand).

After lunch, we move to Koperfontein, an unrecorded gem the archaeologist Tim Hart found in the course of his work.  Here we’ll see some wood and iron houses, vernacular homes in a Victorian style and an old stone-built mill that really warrants further investigation.

We end our day at Coenradenberg, the guests of the Smits – just as we were in 1975.