Coffe Bay named for a shipment of coffee beans that was wrecked here years ago from the strong winds and huge swells.
We stayed here for 4 nights, and took place in a few activities. The big draw to Coffee Bay is the "hole on the wall" which is a 2 hour walk from the bay across the cliffs and through some local villages. The walk was pretty tough, especially after the big celebratory beers the night before. Once we arrived we had 2 much appreciated toasted sandwiches over an open fire. Then it was time for some body surfing and then jumping into the hole.......
Water was freezing, and the jump scary . Quite a crowd of men wanted to see the jump, but no one would go first as it was a bit ropey.. We had to jump off some sharp cliff and clear the shelf of rocks bellow making sure that you hit the wave at the right time, else you'll smash into the bottom! I went first.
The first night was a pretty messy one since it was a real party atmosphere on our return, and the drinks flowed. Mike had cut open his foot real badly from the cliff dive but soon forgot all about it since from midnight it was his birthday. I did the honours of collecting not 1 but 2 dirty pints from the party goers. Wine, beer, cider, whisky, vodka, creme, and champagne. So at 0000 he was called to the bar which had drawn quite a crowd, and in his drunken state ripped off his shirt and ha to drink the 2 pints in the time it took everyone to cheer and sing him happy birthday, orchestrated by me..
Mikes birthday was a fun day of beach, rain, food, banter, coke and a good deal of carrying mike Over various rivers. (he's a big rugby player).
In our hung over state mike also insisted a few days ago we do a port challenge, we had even brought some in preparation. Wasn't feeling to well, but battles through the barrier. Spoke to a few golden oldies at the dinner table and had some good rugby banter with them. They had walked 75km stretch of the wild coast.
Next stop Chinsta.
After a real messy road trip Tom and I managed to get dropped off within 10km from Chinsta. We wrongly expected an easy hitch to the backpackers, but no such luck. Moods were low as we started walking, and estimated an arrival time of 2am since it was already late. Thankfully after 1 hour of slow walking we flagged down a Brazilian couple who were at coffee bay with us, they gave us a lift the rest of the way.
We hadn't eaten since yesterday lunch time but managed to find a restaurant before it closed 1km from the buccaneers backpackers across the beach. Scared a Blackman whilst asking for directions but beat fish and chips ever!