The area was once a wilderness, a narrow strip of land between the sea and The Twelve Apostles Mountain range, and for many years was only accessible from Cape Town by a cattle track.
The area wasn’t opened up until the building of the coast road in 1897 and in 1903 a company was formed to develop it as a township.
It was named Llandudno by the wife of one of the company directors who had returned from a holiday in the UK and was struck by the similarity of Logies Bay and the Llandudno in North Wales, both having rocky promontories either side of their bays.
The beach itself is unspoilt by shops or cafés and at one end you’ll find the giant granite boulders like those pictured above right and sandy pools of strange looking seaweed.
I will write about Schotia later in ABC Wednesday but I couldn’t let the letter L go by without a photo of the obvious example from Africa — L is for Lion.
The males eventually looked up as if woken on a bad hair day, while the female stood, seemed vaguely interest in a distant wildebeest and then flopped down again.
This lion is one of the ‘guards’ at the Rhodes Memorial in Cape Town where it looks out from Devil’s Peak over the southern suburbs, including the former home of Cecil Rhodes in Rondebosch.