The Cape Point funicular stops. A baboon
is squatting on the track, suckling its young.
Cameras click. We wait. Mother and child lope off
into the fynbos and the proteas.
We trundle down to the visitors’ centre.
On a path by the electrified fence
beneath the restaurant terrace, a baboon stalks.
Much further below and beyond is False Bay.
A distant whale breaches, and another –
then a destroyer passes, sailing
from Simons Town for the Southern Ocean.