HIBISCUS COAST LINE
Going from the north coast to the east coast was heavy going, but mainly because we were getting used to our environment, and of course our gear. The scenery was something out of this world and the beaches great. The towns were so much closer to each other, in fact, virtually on top of each other, the further east we progressed. Very cute little holiday towns where nothing much happened out of season. It was excruciatingly hot and humid, but it made me feel alive and energized.
The people were amazing, but virtually everyone we met, thought that we were mad. There were even those who were becoming cross with us for not heeding to the dangers. The closer we got to the Transkei coastline, or otherwise known as the Wild Coast, more and more people were telling us about how rough and dangerous that was, and we especially met those who have hiked it before, who didn’t think we’d make it past Mzamba. What everyone failed to mention, was that there were no roads, whatsoever, or atm, or anything that someone who travels light, might be into. Anyway, scared out of our wits, we embarked on this piece of untouched heaven like aliens, popping up like mushrooms, wherever we went, which left locals mesmerized.
