Braambos Farm · George, Western Cape

Before 8am

Free-range eggs, collected daily

Farm-raised

Boer goats

Free-range

Pigs, raised on pasture

122 hectares

George, Western Cape

05:52

First light

The mist lifts off the pasture before anyone is awake. This is where the day begins.

Morning mist settling over Braambos pasture, fence and trees dissolving into fog

Farm fence line receding into thick morning mist with a lone tree

Dew-heavy spiderwebs strung between barbed-wire fence posts at dawn

A working farm, first

Braambos sits on the outskirts of George, where the last of the suburb gives way to the first fold of the Outeniqua foothills. The farm covers 122 hectares of pasture, planted lands and foothill scrub. Bonsmara cattle and sheep graze the open veld, Boer goats work the scrub margins, and donkeys and geese have the run of the yard. Pigs forage the pasture and the hens roam free — alongside working beehives and a vegetable garden. Days here are spent walking the lands, cutting wood with the local community, and planting whatever the season asks for.

Whether you sit on our stoep with a coffee, enjoy the kaggel or explore the farm, your mind is far from everyday matters. You become part of the farm, giving the donkeys carrots, collecting eggs, talking with Peter and Tony who run the farm, or exploring on the quad bikes.

Give our baby pigs a tummy rub, or bottle-feed the hand-reared lambs and goat kids. When last did you cut down an invasive tree? At Braambos you are very welcome to do absolutely nothing and just enjoy the fire pit and meet good people again, or you can be very active, or just come for the best sleep in stillness and fresh air.

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07:30

The collection

Every morning before 8am, the eggs come in. No refrigeration, no middleman. Straight from the hens to your kitchen.

The hens roam where they please and eat what hens are meant to eat. Every morning before 8am the eggs are collected: farm-fresh, straight from Braambos at R2.50 each.

Every egg leaves with the Braambos stamp on the shell. This is how it used to be done. Turns out it's still the best way. The yolk will tell you the rest.

Braambos free-range rooster and hens beside the fence, mountains behind

Braambos Farm

Egg order slip

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11:00

The residents

By mid-morning everyone is out and about — the sheep in the pasture, the Bonsmara cattle with their bells. Raised with respect, space, and a whole lot of love. Come and be introduced.

the browsers

Boer Goats

They browse the scrub margins, help push back invasive rooikrans, and are sold live or as carcass to local buyers.

the greeters

Donkeys

Gentle, curious, and always close to the fence. Bring a carrot and feed them yourself. A favourite stop for kids.

the bell-ringers

Bonsmara Cattle

You hear the bells long before you see them. Bred for this veld — hardy, easy-tempered, and out on the top camps all day.

Braambos sow nursing her piglets in the paddock

the characters

Pigs

Go on, rub a belly. There's a litter here whenever you visit. Whole and half pigs available direct from the farm.

Braambos free-range rooster and hens beside the fence

the early shift

Free-range Hens

They eat well and they know it. Eggs collected before 8am every morning. No refrigeration, straight from the farm.

14:00

The land

122 hectares of pasture, planted lands and foothill scrub. It does the talking.

The open Braambos pasture rolling toward the Outeniqua mountain range under a wide sky

Dew caught in a spiderweb strung on barbed wire

Stacked wooden poles ready for the next paddock fence

Pine cones gathered at the edge of a green planted land, pines behind

The herd moving through the gate, Outeniqua mountains behind

Sheep grazing in golden light below the Outeniqua range

A sheep silhouetted against the mountains as the light goes low

17:30

Golden hour: stay the night

The light goes long and gold over the dam, and the stoep at Plaasrus has the best seat for it. Two bedrooms, off-grid, all yours.

Plaasrus in the sun with cattle grazing across the veld and the Outeniqua mountains behind

Plaasrus with solar panels on the roof, a stone wall in front and cattle grazing beyond

Open-plan dining and kitchen inside Plaasrus

Plaasrus lounge with leather couches and a wood-burning fireplace

Plaasrus second bedroom with two single beds and white linen

Plaasrus guest bedroom with vintage dresser

Plaasrus guest toilet with herringbone tile

Plaasrus

A completely off-grid cottage on a working farm. Your stoep faces the Outeniqua range, the cast iron braai waits by the door, and the farm dam is yours for a swim — bring a rod, there's bass in it. Inside there's a wood-burning fireplace with farm-cut wood, and WiFi if you really must. Quiet and private, right beside a well-known horse farm. Collect your own breakfast eggs before you leave.

Sleeps: Four guests: a king-size bed, plus two singles
Bathrooms: Two: one with a shower, one with a toilet
Kitchen: Fully equipped: fridge-freezer, stove, oven, microwave and dishwasher
Comforts: Wood-burning fireplace, firewood supplied · WiFi
Times: Check-in from 14:00 · check-out 10:00
Getting here: 7 minutes from George CBD, 6 minutes from the airport

Safe, and quietly so

Plaasrus is not on a public road. It sits well inside Braambos — a fenced, gated working farm — and the only traffic past your door is ours. The cottage has its own alarm system, and the farm is lived in: our team is on the property day and night, so there is always someone within reach. Park at the door, let the fire burn down, and let the only thing that wakes you be the birds.

Book Plaasrus

R3 900 a night

Plaasrus dining table set with placemats, kitchen behind

Plaasrus kitchen island with pendant lights, pasture view through the window

Plaasrus fire pit and stone dam with Outeniqua mountain views

20:41

The day ends at the fire pit

The cattle come home bells-first, wood cracks, the dam goes still, and out here the stars come out properly. Then the best sleep you've had in years. Stillness and fresh air do most of the work.

before you turn in…