The WOLF CLAN
Indaba February 2003
Well, it was the first Indaba for 2003
and what a great day it was. We arrived in dribs and drabs at the Wolf Clan Lodge at
Tuchekoi, a peaceful retreat in a hidden valley. Anne and Graham opened their hearts
and their home to us for what became a very interesting day.
The Wolf Clan "Deck"
Brett began the day with some news about land claims and recent contacts made, as well as
an update on the "cannon affair"..
Anne told of her visit to
Hawaii, to partake in a "Women's ceremony", that fatefully fell through. This
gave her (and her friends) time to explore this area, and to meet some interesting people.
The "gods" were watching over them, as they were given accommodation, and many
favours during this time.... (why am I not surprised?) She was even given permission
by "Aunty" to take a piece of "rainbow stone" from Mt Pele.....
Anne relating experiences
Brett suggested a
"circle" with Anne and the stone, and we formed up, but something was wrong....
I sensed that this was a "Women's day" and that the men should not have
been included in the circle.... Us guys slinked off down the verandah to have
a cigarette, and to chat, leaving the women to complete their circle.....
The talk on the day was about "Women's business", the girls outnumbered
the guys, and the overall "feeling", was that there was a STRONG feminine energy
I glanced along the verandah towards the
circle at one stage, and there was a definite "mist" forming above them.
There was an "air of expectation" amongst the men, and although the
chat was "interesting", it was somewhat shallow, as if we were waiting for the
Big it was !! The sky opened up
and the rain came down, accompanied by a squeal of delight from the "circle".
The girls broke and jumped for joy at this downpour.
Secret Women's Business???
We guys joined in the
happiness and laughter.
It was a delighted group that eventually sat down for lunch, and chatted, and laughed, and
swapped stories and info.....
We eventually eased
ourselves away, with the usual "hugs" all round, via the "car boot book
sale", with some getting valuable books for a song.. ( a lot of the books were
political or about communism... good for historical studies... If you know anyone
who is "into" this area, let us know...)
Once again, thanks to Anne and Graham,
and all those feminine energies "above and around", for a truly
The drought in this area really BROKE after this day... Most local areas got fair
to large volumes of rain, with some even experiencing local flooding..!!!!! (the
I also had camera trouble.... Although I estimated that I took about 25 pics, the 5
on this page are all that were on the (digital) camera.....
All I can say is.......
"THANKS GIRLS" (but can you keep it below flood level next time?)
and.... "Never underestimate
the power of Women !!!"
Quote of the day : "And I didn't
even have to get my b -- bs out!" (referring to the "naked rain
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And finally, a emailed apology note from
one who didn't make it....
"A flat tyre in the hand is worth a
smashed window in the rain"
And he did waketh upon the morn and sayeth unto himself, "Is it Indaba Day?"
And verily did he checketh his e-mails and saw it was. So he prepareth himself and went
out. But his steed was lame and tho he trieth to fixed it, alas, he could not for the nuts
were too tight. Verily did he expound himself and tho his discus disjointeth did cause him
pain it was to no avail. So did he girt his loins and taketh himself back inside.
And a mighty wind arose. And it did blow upon the land. The tarp did shake and the trees
And the strength of the seven winds did snap the pole and the tarp rose high into the air.
And the 2 metre pole attached to the tarp did somersault in the wind and he went to grab
it. But he thought unto himself, "Shit, that could knock me out!" So he waiteth
for the wind to subside and then did he wrestle it to the ground.
And he saw it was good. For the pole was about to smash a window, and surely the
rain would wetteth that which lay inside. And he was pleased with his work.
But the wind rose again and did blow. And other pole snapped. It lay upon the ground
loosened from it's moorings. And then he taketh down the tarp with great cursing. Yet,
verily the rain did come and the land rejoiceth for it was parched.
And he thought of his friends at the Canis Lupus B&B and wished them much rejoicing.
And so it was.
The Gospel according to an intrepid Indaba Dayer. (thanks Rodney...)
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