“ Soon the broad and refreshing waters of the glorious Orange River, lying in lake-like beauty between its richly-wooded borders—the graceful shelter of the fine trees that grew luxuriantly near its banks—the murmuring sound of distant falls—the delicious lounge on the smooth turf, selected as the halting-place for at least a week, that horses and cattle, as well as men, might repose, were all enchanting to our sportsmen, to whom the scene was as new as agreeable. ”
Orange River
Definition and stakes
The Orange River, South Africa’s longest river, extends 2,432 km from the Drakensberg mountains in Lesotho to the Atlantic Ocean, functioning as a crucial economic corridor for irrigation, hydroelectric power, and diamond extraction. Authors such as Mrs. Ward and Andrew A. Anderson praised its scenic magnificence, detailing its wooded banks, cascading waterfalls, and rich wildlife, while H. A.
Bryden emphasized its isolated, rugged beauty and the difficulties of traversing its northern sections. The river’s influence on human activity is evident in descriptions of its navigational challenges, ranging from rapids to shallow gorges, as well as its historical connections to colonial naming and indigenous traditions, such as the mythical Grootslang. These viewpoints together portray the Orange River as a lifeline entwined with natural grandeur, human enterprise, and cultural depth.
Quotes about “Orange River”
Andrew A. Anderson, Twenty-Five Years in a Waggon in South Africa…
“ The bold outline of the lofty hills with their thickly wooded slopes and kloofs add greatly to the beauty of the landscape, more particularly along the Orange river, where the rich vegetation, fine timber and bush, forming deep belts on both sides; the rugged and perpendicular rocks of many colours, which form its banks, clothed with lovely creepers hanging down in festoons with their scarlet pods, make the river scenery very beautiful; and to add to its charm the dense bush swarms with the grey monkey, baboons, and every variety of the cat tribe, even to the lion ”
H. A. Bryden, From Veldt Camp Fires
“ Do you know the northern bank of the Orange River, between the great falls and the sea? No! I don’t suppose you do, for very few people have ever trekked down it; still fewer have ever got down to the water from the great walls of desolate and precipitous mountain that environ its course, and, except myself and two others, neither of whom can ever reveal its whereabouts, I believe no mortal soul upon this earth has ever set eyes upon the place I am going to tell you about. ”
