Obie encompasses a decades-long sweep of his life’s work and covers the globe. It is part coffee-table book, part travelogue, part autobiography and part storybook, with a bit of philosophy thrown in for good measure. It’s a great photographer, documenter and character looking back through his ever-increasing archive (built up over 60 years) and choosing the images that resonate the most, and which have a story to tell. Obie captures the rare, the human, the wonderful, the cosmic even. And he doesn’t just take pictures; he also meticulously records it all in words. His descriptions are often as intriguing, as beautiful or as crazy as his photographs.

Join us for a meal at the photographers home. It will be a long meal filled with reflection and laughter and is a visual journey of their travels, life style and surroundings. The food is simple and inspired and Obie's photographs are a feast for the eye. Living in the dreamy location of Nature's Valley in an old beach house renovated to suit their lifestyle, this recipe book developed into something that shares their combined passions of images, food and nature. Lynn's cooking is peasant style, food with emphasis on fresh, quality raw ingredients, food which anyone can cook. "This book is a celebration of our lives together - how we live, where we've come from, family and friends, appreciation of life, from the call of the ocean, the spirit of the forest, to the food on the table."

Diesel and Dust offers visually stimulating images of Africa offer a multifaceted view of the continent in this recollection that is at once a history, a meditation, a travel memoir, and a tribute.

Past the waterhole at Musmar my spirits started fighting each other again. There were turmoil's of the unknown, beauty versus the hideous, and the passion of going beyond. I closed my eyes and walked fifty paces. There was still nothing on the endless horizon. Then I sat down in the sand and drew a map of Africa - pushing my finger into Cape Town and slowly drawing it along the sand up all Eastern Africa, Ethiopia and in to the Sudan. Then, I thought I saw him, the old Sangoma, there in the Zulu hills holding his puffadder. I moved my finger northward towards Cairo. The sand was hot, but I am sure I could see his smile. Obie Oberholzer began this, his fourth major photographic odyssey, in Cape Town, on the 1st of April 1994. He meandered his way north, across plateaus and plains, through valleys and over mountains up along Africa's eastern side. There were jungles to come and vast deserts and roads that were no longer roads. He travelled the byways through South Africa, Zimbabwe, Zambia, Malawi, Tanzania, Kenya, Ethiopia, Eritria and Sudan to Egypt (via Saudi Arabia, Jordan and Israel). In the parking lot near the Great Pyramids of Giza, he wiped the dust from his dashboard. The distance read 40,000 kilometres and the time said 9 months and twenty days. This is his story.