There’s a particular kind of relief that sets in when you cross the Olifants River and roll into Klawer. The traffic thins, the sky opens up, and the mountains that have been shadowing the N7 suddenly step back to reveal a valley stitched together with vineyards. This is where you’ll find the Klawer Hotel — and if you’ve never stopped here on your way up the West Coast, it’s worth planning a reason to.
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