There is a core of truth in pithy phrases like ‘horses for courses’. In my case, the Drie Berge Caravan Park was a highlight on a recent trip to the Brits area – and, of course, it’s a subjective thing
I am a ‘Capie’ after all. My hart verlang na die Boland…? Actually, no; as I’ve grown older, I’ve become addicted to the bushveld. But a mountain or koppie does perk it up, and when those three koppies are covered in pristine bushveld, and my campsite is under huge shady trees alongside a meandering river, I am sold.
This is what the Drie Berge Caravan Park offers. It’s only seven kilometres from Brits, and your experience of Drie Berge truly begins when you take the well-maintained gravel road which has bush-clad hills rising up on either side, and head towards a tall, cone-shaped mountain ahead.
At the entrance gate, you’ll note that security is good – you need to have an entry code as it is electrically-controlled.
What I particularly like is the fact that the recreation area is a couple of minutes’ walk from the peaceful shaded campsite on the banks of the Crocodile River. So, what you have is the recreation area,
a lot of shade, a swimming pool that’s heated when the weather’s chilly, a picnic area with tables and chairs, braai facilities, and a veranda under cover. And at reception, there is a small shop that
sells basic necessities, wood, ice, cold drinks and sweets (The shop doesn’t stock liquor or cigarettes).
You’ll find plenty of activities for kids and adults alike, with darts, a pool table, volleyball, and rugby poles for an aspiring Handré Pollard or Morné Steyn.