Day 30 - Morgan Bay/WildCoast

Last night at dinner, I overheard the rowdy EC locals talking about a ''Beach- Clean-Up", and true to their word, they were up and at it early this morning.

We took advantage of the clear weather and ran to Kei Mouth, a 9km there and back. All along the two km long beach, then up into the forest along a single track, at first rocky and then wet, muddy and slippery. Up to the lighthouse, that in itself should have raised suspicion, but nonetheless. Ran past "Wacky Point" with 'Love where you Live" graffitied all over the walls of some makeshift lookout, lifesavers hut, security hut, gate control or whatever? Maybe a tuck shop, shabeen or even a broken down home, but there it was! I can just hear you guy's.... "9k's, sure but only at Sea level"!!! Losers!!!

Trying to navigate through the Easter weekend, we will continue to stick it out here at Morgan's until Monday and then check out where next 🤷🏻‍♂️ Though times😂!!!

Took an afternoon stroll in the direction of 'Double Mouth', which we decided to take a run up to, in the morning instead. Decent weather for a change so surprise, we braai'ed again.

The little kids from over the road were a treat as we sat down to dinner. Three of them on bicycles dashing around the caravan park. William from our ‘Williams Team’ who had already been showered by Mom, was in the thick of it and way out in front. The splash pool mud puddle, directly in front of us was his favourite as he ‘Apexed’ on our corner every lap! Little William is a handful at six years old, but a delight. A kid, not dirty is not a kid! The irresistible mud bath was 30cm deep in places and 6m long. With our continuous cheering William, just got himself deeper and deeper into trouble when he gets home. His first lap was tekkie to ankle deep, but by the 10th, knee deep! After his umpteenth lap, his clean pyjamas had a black mud steek from his ‘poephol’ to the crown on the top of his head! As the sun sets, Mom has no idea what is about to arrive home😇

A family arrived here in Morgans Caravan park, after dark! For twenty minutes we watched this happen, as they unpacked a brand new monster size tent with only car lights to help! We just couldn't stand it any longer, so we offered to help. Shame they had no idea where to even start. Karen and I (also pretty much ignorant) managed to get a roof over their heads, before calling it a day.Read more