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I am a bit of a dinosaur, and although I have a compact digital camera most of the photos I take are still taken with my two old Nikon analogue cameras. One could say that I am addicted to film. However, scanners do allow me to archive the prints on a portable drive where they are readily available for use.

I keep about 2000 photos on my iPhone in case I need to send them anywhere or post to Facebook or Instagram. Instagram is fast becoming my favourite for sharing pictures.

Nevertheless, the important thing about a picture is the memory that it evokes. Perhaps that is why the old school photo albums were so pleasant in a pre-digital age. Sadly many of the prints are starting to fade after all these years, yet the memories will always be with us.



One looks at an old photo of a group of Himba villagers with a solitary splash of colour provided by one Herero lady – the picture was taken 28 years ago! One wonders where the folk are now and what they are doing? Memories go further back to the purpose of the trip which was a visit to the area with the Endangered Wildlife Trust to see the success of the Desert Elephant and Black Rhino project they were running. This brings to mind the fact that these sentient creatures are once again under threat.

Then there is the Junkers, a magnificent plane dating back to WW2. What a privilege to have flown over Johannesburg from Lanseria and then to be allowed to photograph it. Such memories.

Each stopover in the bush brings back memories: breakfast on the Lebombo Trail and the outdoor shower. Perhaps the best view I have ever had whilst showering, that of endless vistas and game with the luxury of hot water.

Each picture has the ability to bring back multiple memories. The shipwreck routes at Cape Point – awesome to find the old wrecks and wonder along the coast. But what I remember most was the size of the group of baboons that we had to walk through after they blocked the path to our car.

Then there was the more recent trip to the North West to photograph the little town of Ottoshoop. This spur-of-the-moment trip with friends disappointed from a photographic perspective, yet saw us driving at night through the worst Western Transvaal thunderstorm I have ever experienced where we drove at 30km per hour for about two hours before the storm abated.

At All Terrain we would love you to share some memories with us,please upload those special pictures to and tell us what made the moments special to you.


About the Author

Glyn Demmer

My first 4x4 was a Nissan Hardbody thereafter I started travelling all over the country. In 1992 we held a big 4x4 day with hundreds of Nissan families, and then the 4x4 bug really bit. A friend Monty Brett and I started running 4x4 courses at the Hennops Off-road Trail just outside of Johannesburg. At first we offered day-and-a-half courses that started on Friday afternoon and finished on Saturday afternoon. Hannes Grobler the Rally Ace regularly assisted, and we reached a nice balance between our two styles and our skills.

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