Before Three Sisters: A Road Interrupted, A Heart Opened
Before Three Sisters: A Road Interrupted, A Heart Opened We left Johannesburg in the early light, bound for Worcester — a journey that would return me not only to a familiar valley, but to a story still unfolding. I climbed into Deem’s bakkie at 6:20am. The air was still soft with sleep, but the weight we carried was real — a dinghy boat hitched behind us, and cement bags packed into the back to…










