Mike, Heidi and I went horse riding in the morning. Was great fun and, I managed to beat mike in an all out gallop across the beach.
Nice relaxing last day with everyone together at the beach and exploring the dunes.
The day we had to leave was a sad one. In order to get to the airport we all crammed into the car, luggage and all. I took the smallest seat, crammed in with all the bags.
Simon kindly allowed us to extend his car hire, and we would pay the difference. It worked out cheaper than taking a bus and stopping over at least 4-5 nights.
When we finally said goodbye, I was a mix of emotions. I had almost thought that this was the end of out trip, and I was to return home with Mike and Heidi, Mary lou and Simon. The sad truth was I wasn't Going to see Mike and Heidi for another 7 months minimum, thankfully I'll be seeing ML and Simon in Cape Town.
I shook hands with Mike and Simon, forgot even about the pain of my hand. Gave everyone a big hug, Mike shook my hand twice more before i drove off... Sad times.
I was driving a car! It felt like an eternity since I had driven father than a few miles, now I was faced with the longest journey I had ever driven. Port Elizabeth to Cape Town.
With the windows down and music on we headed for our first destination, Knysna. Christo's favourite holiday destination proved it's worth. We only stopped for a short period, but managed to go for a swim then drive into town and see the sea front, and it's pretty harbour an canals.
On the way to our second destination, Oudtshorn, tom slept for most of the way. We hit thick fog as we were heading up a mountain, and tragic behind a truck was crawling. Eventually I drove downwards and the landscape changed from luscious green herbage to a dry and desolate desert. Incredibly within a few kilometres.
Finally arriving we watched some local rugby Darby on the bar's tv and were both invited out with the bar men to the town.