Coffee Shack!

The first half of my week break we (Amy, Iain and I) spent at Coffee Shack in Coffee Bay (named appropriately after a ship got wrecked on the shore and spilled its cargo of coffee beans; they sprouted and the whole area was covered in coffee plants for a while!).

We had a great time, the hostel was such a party place! We went to the local Shebeen (local pub essentially, but has history of rebellion tied up in Apartheid). Have to say taht was more scary than fun, but i'm glad i went.

We also went on a day hike along the cliffs. It was breathtaking! Like unbelievable, the weather was so perfect, blue skies and clear water, and awesome cows wandering around, and the beautiful little roundavilles everywhere, i was in heaven! So we walked along the cliffs, rock climbing up and down bits, very fun for me, but less so for Amy who is scared of heights. Then we went into a some caves - nothing too serious as our guide Lindani wasn't a fan of caves (or surfing, he is convinced black people cant surf coz they are the same colour as seals and get eaten by sharks...)

Then the highlight was the cliff jumping. I can't believe i have no photos of it! but you'll have to believe my stories of a 10m jump! Actually it would have been pretty close to that, into the ocean below. You have to watch the waves and time your jump when they are small. I waited till the most of the guys went (being macho they clearly had to jump first!) then I watched the waves and waited for the ok and jumped. only to get stuck in this massive swell that came out of no where! I was swimming against the waves so i didn't get smashed on the rocks for like 15 mins, and my arms were so tired, it was really hard work! I was so worried about climbing out, coz you had to hoist yourself up, but fortunately Lindani took pity on my and helped yank me ungraciously from the water! Lindani was a total champ, we saw him all the time for the rest of our stay, and he was the nicest guy!

This is whole in the wall - appropriately named i think. It was soo windy the day we went, i probably didn't have the most appropriate attire. We climbed up this hill next to hole in the wall, and I struggled to kept my clothes on the wind was that strong. I made Iain walk in front, and despite my attempts to keep my skirt down, i can fairly confidently saw i flashed the whole countryside...
This is the climbing hill on on the left
This is our ripoff 'guides' who followed us along even when we insisted we didn't need guides, they connned Iain into paying them 20R for the privilage! I would have said no and given them 10R, i'm a bitch i know!

This is the camera handiwork - who needs the top of their head anyway!

I love the view - btw shortly after this Iain slipped on a cow pat and almost fell on his arse, clearly the kind of thing that should be immortialised in a blog!