Here you can see a tiny fragment of Renosterveld near Ashton that harbors one of two last populations of the dwarf form of Aloe erinacea. The local expert who brought us here says, every year more of the Aloe disappear due to trampling by sheep. These tiny fragments are all far from secure. That's wheat in the middle, enormous tented acreage of citrus crops beyond and the rugged, thus far useless and therefore pristine Fynbos-clad mountains.
I finisb with one last panorama of our toughie--one of the few bulbs that seems to have a will to survive. I for one am cheering it on enthusiastically!