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Now this is where the story gets interesting, from Dick's point of view, at least.
Gundula was dressed in a pair of shorts and a fleece jacket. For whatever reason, she had nothing on underneath the jacket. Being the sensible German person she is, she took the fleece jacket off rather than get it
wet by wearing it into the river. Then she waded in, topless, to help me. Now in Germany, the standards are more "practical" on public nudity. But this is not strictly the case in S. Africa. I'm not
entirely certain why that is, but to my knowledge, the South Africans take a similar position as the Americans when it comes to the naked flesh; revealing clothing is entirely acceptable but nudity is not. I'm not
certain if there are actually laws against it in SA as there are in America, but the point is- it isn't done (by the whites at least).
So there we were, chest deep in the river trying to push the bakkie out and Dick
has the dilemna of whether to concentrate on his Toyota or the topless woman at the front of it. The bakkie had run into a log that had fallen into the river. Not very much of a log, but enough to stop us. We both
heaved on the truck and it began to move. Another good shove and that was all the help the 4 wheel drive needed. Suddenly, it was back on dry land. We waded out and rejoined Dick in the cab and Gundula slipped back
into her nice dry jacket, ending her brazen display.
All signs of worry were erased from Dick's face and he was immediately back to his
merry self. In short order we were turned around and headed back the way we had come in search of amusements that were perhaps less challenging. Dick pronounced the situation to be "Lekker!".
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