From Chintsa to the Wild Woody Cape
March 2-5, 2016
Packing up is quick, Adam is a valuable new member to the team: the sidewalls of the awning are folded up quickly, packed and disappear somewhere in the car. We turn down on the tarmac road and touch the gravel that day. A small ferry brings us across the Kei Mouth and we drive on to Chintsa. When we drive up to the reception of the campground we park next to a well equipped Landrover Defender. It turns out to belong to a captain who sails out 2 months a year from Dutch Harbour, Alaska, fishing for King Crabs and you can see him on the Discovery program “Deadliest Catch”. He travels around Africa with his wife a large part of the year in search of various wildlife.
We say goodbye to Megan and Adam and head down to Wild Woody Cape, or Wild Wind Woody Cape as we would like to call it. A huge storm takes us unaware, the fly of our tent is sent flying and the tentpoles holding it up crash to the ground. The next morning we do some running on the beach, the majestic sand dunes next to us, and we write our blog.