By Nadia Krige

A fire had been raging in the mountains above Grootvadersbosch just outside Heidelberg in the Hessequa region of the Western Cape for a good 24 hours when we happened to meet one of the farmers who had been battling the blaze.

He sat down next to us at a table that had been stylishly laid for the GVB Concervancy’s AGM and let out an almost inaudible sigh. I had spotted him earlier, peering out the window, watching that mesmerising red glow in the distance, murmuring messages into a two-way radio.

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