Day 6 - Mozambique

This morning we packed up our tents, had breakfast and said goodbye the rhino at the watering hole and headed off to Mozambique. 

We had a few hours drive passing by small towns bustling with every day life, markets and little stalls selling all sorts of things. We stopped off in Kosi Bay to get some lunch and were struck by the number of security people in the local supermarket with hand guns tucked into their trousers. We got lunch (crisps as chocolate as that’s all they sold) and headed to the Swaziland border into Mozambique. The road from Kosi Bay to the border was just full of deep potholes and Mr Goodman our driver did a Stirling job of swerving as many as possible, the only issue being that in the back of the bus it felt like we were on a slalom course being thrown around - going forward these kind of roads would be known as an African Massage!

We made it to Mozambique and had to hang around for our visas into Mozambique and the stamp to come out of Swaziland. Once we had passed into Mozambique we had to disembark and completely empty the bus of all suitcases, bags, camping equipment including the kitchen set up and water tanks. All of this was then packed into two 4x4 trucks (no idea how it all fit) and we then headed straight to the camp site in Port Malongane over sand dunes and through bushes and very small villages with children running alongside the bus waving and shouting hello. We responded in Portuguese as this is their native language. 

We arrived 40 mins later at the camp site, set up our tent and then walked 5m through a bush to get to the sea. We were literally right on the beach. A completely beautiful, unspoilt, deserted beach for us to enjoy. We spent the next hour walking along it, watching the waves and the not so small crabs scuttling around beneath our feet. We sat down and watched Humpback Whales breaching in the distance, something that now having seen probably about 50 breaches in the last 24 hours, I still find amazing. 

We had dinner and then walked a few minutes up the track to a beach bar run by a lady called Jo and our Skipper to be for the next day, Johnny. We had a few beers and watched the sunset all of us very aware of how lucky we are to be here.