TG Newsletter: IN SEARCH OF ADAM'S CALENDAR

Adam's Calendar

(15 July 2016)

 

Yeah, we’re talking about Adam… Adam… You know… Adam?  The man divinely created from soil, who lived naked among the animals and had a thing for apples.

 

Adam’s Calendar is currently on the tips of most SA historians, archaeologists and alien hunters’ tongues.

 

Let’s get on the road and I’ll tell you more…

 

Skinny, Chikita and Ettas left Petoorsdorp early Friday morning, heading in the direction of Kaapsehoop.  Kaapsehoop is a small town in Mpumalanga that had it’s origins in gold mining in the 1800’s but is now better known for it’s wild horses roaming free in the area.

 

Trying to avoid the bitumin-beast, we kept to smaller dirt roads running through valleys of yellow dust.

 

V-v-verdomp!

 

We made it just past Belfast when Karma attacked.

 

We might not have confirmed anything scientific this weekend (as you will read later on), but we did get to test the significant advantage of ‘touching wood’ after stating a possible pending disaster.

 

As we mounted our wheels, I was informed that their BMW’s have alluminium frames and are a lot lighter than my steel carcass-ed Brom.  This obviously also meant that their steeds would never survive a hot-water-geyser attack on the hi-way.  They both shrugged of my comment as nonsence, and so we left.

 

Chikita and I chased a dustdevil for a short distance.  We were both probably not really focusing on what was going on ahead of us, when she struck a ditch.  I heard a BOOM – a BIG BARABOOM!  Chikita slowed down and turned around.  Hoping for the best I turned around to go check on her…

 

…and this is how you snap a bike in two.  So much for that light frame, hey!

 

We loaded her lugage onto our bikes and headed back to Belfast.

 

Not a happy Chikita!

 

Luckily our friend Pieter de Koker also forgot to ‘touch wood’ this morning when he offered to be our pick-up in times of need over the weekend.

 

Pieter offered to bring his 1150 as a replacement so we could still continue our hunt for Adam.

 

While we were standing in the reception of the Good Old Days cottage where we booked in for the night, Chikita sent Kraai a kiekie of the snapped frame and received a ‘tjeep tjainies’ sms back.  Disgusted Chikita looked up and out of her mouth fell the words, “Die klein peos…

 

Ettas and myself just stood there in silence waiting for the tannie behind the counter to look up from her invoice book.  The tannie scribble on non-chalantly and after what seemed like an hour she said, “Toe maar, ons almal gebruik maar daai woord van tyd tot tyd.

 

Chikita sank at least 30cm into the ground.

 

Beers were consumed before, during, and after the rescue mission.

 

Glad we didn’t camp that night as apparently the extreme elements ‘fries’ you brains and you forget how to spell ‘VRIES’ (Afrikaans for freeze).

 

“Bless the broken road that led me straight to where I am today.”

 

Only the next morning did we discover Chikita’s back-up vehicle on the stoep.  It was hanging over the number plate of an old bike…

 

With only two days left to search for the mysterious Stone Circles, we had to get going.

 

We stopped at a dam to pick up some fish…

 

“Your fins must be tired, because you’ve been swimming through my mind all day.”

 

…didn’t work and we left empty handed.

 

And all of a sudden the road to Paradise opened up in front of us.  A tar pass I have never heard of before - Clivia pass.  Why, oh why, has nobody ever told me about this gem?

 

We stopped at the top to see if we could find Wally, or even just one of the famous Stone Circles, but we got distracted by a sudden urge for line-dancing.

 

My joints started itching for some hi-speed, low-down, knee-scraping corners.  So, we buckled up and opened taps.

 

Almost every one of its many bends has a name of a driver who has been injured or died there.  NOTE: I made sure there was no renaming – all ended well.

 

 

The girls waiting for Ettas at the bottom of the pass.  We all have our nemesis…

 

Lunch at Kaapsehoop, followed by a military leopard-crawling wild-horse-capture operation.

 

The history behind the Kaapsehoop wild horses has been lost in time, though it is assumed that they escaped, or where left behind during the earlier Boer wars.

 

They are not completely bucking wild (…I used a B!!!), though they definitely found a dying biker of interest.

 

Selfie!!!

 

Ettas had to break ways with us here, as he still had a flight back to Zambia the next morning.

 

Check out his amazing adventures at www.etiennexplore.com

 

STONE CIRCLES

 

So, let me spend some time trying to give you more information on the Mpumalanga stone circles including one called Adam’s calendar.

 

In the area around Waterval Boven there are numerous circular stone relics.  Historians used to classify these as old Bantu cattle kraals and they were never considered as anything significant.  Until…

 

Johan Heine (a fire fighting pilot) went on a rescue mission in 2003 on the escarpment close to Kaapsehoop.  While they were busy saving another pilot he saw some boulders that drew his attention.  He took a walk over to these upright monoliths and realized that it was an ancient circular monolithic stone calendar (much like Stonehenge).  It was then that he also started questioning the ‘cattle kraal’ that was more visible to him from up in the sky.  From up there he could admire the full expanse of these circles and knew that these were far more than just a few kraals.  These ruins span an area of around 60km in radius!

 

We were near the end of day two and yet had not found any ruins, stone circles, or aliens.  I had five GPS co-ordinates to some of the ruins, though most of them were on private property – not that THAT has ever stopped us.  There were maybe a few minutes left in this day to try and find the ruins close to Badplaas.  We clicked GO!

 

We found the turn-off to the farm and on the first pole was a big warning sign that we were entering private property.  It didn’t CLEARLY state that we were not welcome though…

 

By the fourth unlocked gate we were greeted by an old grey haired man with a British sounding accent.  We told him that we were on our way to the ruins and he enquired, “What ruins???”

 

As he smiled and waved us through, he asked if we were sleeping there or if we were coming back.  I’m not sure he knew the difference between ‘ruins’ and ‘hotel’.

 

We found an old, deserted looking farm stead.  Though there were cattle and pig pens and a nifty looking Ferguson standing on the yard.

 

Chikita got an oinking kiss from an inquisitive ot.

 

Our luck ran out and the last gate was locked.

 

The X on the map showed it was still 1 200m and we decided to push through per Berik.  We crawled through the fence and set off up the hill.  Motocross boots ain’t made for climbing mountains…

 

I counted each step, somehow hoping it would decrease the meters on the GPS quicker.

 

When we finally got to 0m, I looked down to see I was standing on a wall-looking stone line.

 

WE FOUND OUR FIRST STONE CIRCLE!

 

From ground level you would have never seen the circular structure.  We walked around the circle that was probably 30m in diameter, with no entrance or gap anywhere to be found?

 

What is puzzling is that most of the stone circles do not have entrances?!?  I always wondered about the children’s poem about a cow jumping over a moon, as this is the only way you would get the cattle inside these ‘kraal’.

 

We watched as the ancient sun set on an ancient horizon.

 

By the time we made it back to the bikes, it was getting dark.  We had to find the nearest camp site, which was Aventura Badplaas.

 

I’m not sure about Chikita, but I froze my nannas off that night.  My feet were the worst…  I kept taking my socks off and stuffing then down the front of my pants, warming them a few degrees by the loins of my womanhood.  Then rolling into an uncomfortable ball to try and pull them over my frozen feet again; just to wake up after an hour or so and repeat the whole process.

 

The next morning we cracked ourselves out of our cubicles of ice and decided to try and track down the other four GPS sites before we head back home.

 

First stop was the Stone Circle museum at Waterval Boven.  We were hoping to find something to eat there as well.

 

But we found yet another disturbing sign outside the venue that said the museum was closed.  Chikita decided not to take NO for an answered and parked her bike in the driveway behind the house.

 

We were invited to the stoep where we met – WAIT FOR IT…

 

Michael Tellinger!

(He’s the guy in the middle of my paparazzi kiekie)

 

They offered us a coffee and we got to share a few words with one of the most famous investigators of the stone circles.  Michael was definitely a bit flustered and stressed as his main focus currently is on the upcoming elections.  He’s at the head of the Ubuntu party (www.ubuntuparty.org.za) and had more pressing matters to attend to.  I can only imagine that taking up a war with Jacob is more draining that dealing with Annunaki aliens.  At least the aliens didn’t hide the fact that they were enslaving us…

 

We got directions to the next site near Waterval Boven and when we asked about Adam’s calendar, Michael immediately stated that it was on private property!!!  But… if we could ride dirt… the gap on the side of the gate could, possibly, might, be big enough for the bikes to get through.  I turned to Chikita and said that I accepted Michael’s offer as an invite to go have a look.

 

First we had to stop at the Waterval Boven ruins.

 

This one was definitely one of the bigger compounds.  It had windows; what looked like an ensuite bathroom; and a living room big enough for a plasma flat screen.

 

The badly eroded ruins are linked by ancient roads that run for hundreds of kilometres when added up.  Why would they need roads?  And if they had roads, did they have wheels??  And if they had wheels – did they RACE???

 

The next ruins weren’t far and they had a visit-one-get-one-free special.  Two of the GPS co-ords were a few meters apart.

 

…but again, the road ended two kilos short of the final destination.

 

So, we started walking…

 

…took a break and watched as the clouds drifted by…

 

…sang, while the hills came alive!

 

…and then we called it quits.  It’s up there on the hill.  Just use your imagination.

 

You cannot see most of these ruins from ground level.  Only once you see the extensive network of circles and roads connecting them from a tjopper view, do you realize that these are far more than a few simple insignificant kraals.

 

But we were still missing the main attraction – Adam’s Calendar.  It was about 60km East, but we decided that we couldn’t miss out on the first stone-age Rolex.  We followed the railway till it chucked us back out on the main road.

 

We found the gate to the ‘private’ farm AND WOULD YOU BELIEVE???  Our bikes just fit through the gap next to the gate.  Dankie Michael!

 

On the right side of the twee-spoor, we found an obelisk stone.  Three large monoliths are found on the cardinal compass points of the calendar, but a large indent in the soil is found at the Western point.  The three main markers have a slight human curve to them and it is believed that the large human-like boulder that was moved to the entrance of the farm originally stood on the West corner.

 

Chikita gave it limbs!

 

The GPS took a left turn down a small and rocky road.  It kept getting bushier, more overgrown and definitely heading DOWN the escarpment.

 

We kept going; though I figured it was gonna get us exactly underneath the calendar.  But once you start sliding down these small Sappi trails, you get entwined in the maize and the hamster DNA inside you just doesn’t want to stop!  You never know when there’s cheese at the end!!!

 

We eventually had to turn around and take the upper Djeep-track.  As we got closer you could clearly see the upright monoliths standing on the edge of the mountain.

 

This calendar has two flat upright monoliths in the centre of the circle (which is believed to have originally been engraved).  As the sun sets, the one stone casts a shadow onto the back stone.

 

Soon afterwards, they went digital.

 

The large stones are all dolerite that weighs around 5 tons each.  These boulders had to be moved to their current position, from a site around 5km away.  The escarpment consists of in-situ Black Reef Quartzite.  I know… the geologist in me is having a field day!!!  What I’m trying to explain is that the calendar markers are not from the same klip as the escarpment.

 

There are quite a few other boulders that align with cardinal points on the horizon.  The three elongated stone obelises on the Eastern edge might mark the three bright stars of Orion’s belt?

 

One of the stones was half buried under soil and after clearing the area it was found that the stone was carved in the form of a bird.  Known by archaeologist from investigating other ruins like the pyramids of Giza and the Great Zimbabwe ruins as a Horus stone.

 

The question remains… who were these people, what were they doing here, and where have they gone?

 

The answer…

 

GOLD!

 

2 000 Ancient gold mines have been found in the vicinity of the ruins.  Since humans started digging up these yellow stone nuggets, southern Africa has delivered more gold than the rest of the world.  Could these be the ruins of Queen Sheba’s mines?  She did gift King Solomon with moerse baie gold!

 

But why would ancient people work so hard to mine gold?  You can't eat it.  It's too soft to use for tool making.  It isn't really useful for anything except ornaments and its physical beauty is on a par with other metals like copper or silver.  Exactly why were gold so important to early Homo sapiens?

 

…but were they human?!?

 

Michael Tellinger believes the ruins are 285 000 years old and the ‘roads’ are in fact channels used for power generation to mine gold by the slave human species that were created by the Annunaki (…aliens that visited earth thousands of years ago to come steel our bleddie gold)

 

We decided to watch time fly by sitting in the centre of the world’s oldest calendar.

 

“Time is an entity created by humans and as much as we are the creators, we cannot determine its beginning nor its end.  When we realize that we do not have the power to control it, we can give ourselves over to the adventure that lies between.”

 

~Skinny~

 

After visiting some of the sites and being struck by the immense scale of these stone circles, my interest has been strongly piqued, and I’d love to know the ‘real’ truth about the sprawling low walls of Mpumalanga.  This circular mystery surely deserves a full investigation.  They are magical and irrefutable evidence that somebody (or something) created something extraordinary here.

 

We jumped ship and decided it was a good TIME to return home.

 

The history of our forefathers must be remembered.  It lies in us that their history becomes our future.

 

 

CHIKITA PRODUCTIONS PRESENT:

 

Waaaaay too many angles of my ass – BWAHAHAHA!

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Daq1b_-KOrc&feature=youtu.be

 

 

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