Day 9: Beaches, bubblegum and sticky chicken

Eating breakfast on the sunny veranda watching the birds is a real treat, then we head out on a bumpy dirt track towards the wild coast.  

It takes over an hour, passing colourful houses, washing lines flapping in the wind, people repairing thatch roofs, and cows and goats (sometimes on the road!)  


Christel and I have a bubblegum bubble blowing contest, much to the disgust of our fellow travellers.

Trannery’s beach is gorgeous, wild and windy, with waves crashing onto the rocky shore, and absolutely deserted.  

I find it magical and am content to beach-comb and watch the waves for hours.   

















We meet up with Tony and Naomi, and drive to Keimouth to take the small punt over the Kei River.  Immediately we are back on tarred roads, and there are many more brick houses and street lighting – the river was the old district boundary.

We stop and have a coffee with friends of theirs, a vivacious retire couple who live in lovely house perched above the river estuary.  
Bill chats animatedly about everything, cracking jokes and teaching us a phrase that is almost identical in both Afrikaans and English “My pen is in my hand”.  He reads us Proverbs 15:15, then prays earnestly with us.

We travel back to Butterworth watching the sunset over the Kei River for another delicious meal with the Addisons.