After the 1983 Berg River Canoe Marathon we stopped in at Boet & Anna Swanepoel’s smallholding outside Malmesbury. Boet was Dad’s older brother. Mom and Sheila had seconded me on the race. I’d forgotten this visit, remembering only an earlier 1977 visit with Larry Wingert, but Sheila had pictures! And there I am sticking up above Uncle Boet’s head above, watching, hands in pockets. Probably too tired and cold to help after the four-day freeze I had just endured?