We scrambled and climbed across rocks for quite some distance alongside the pounding Indian Ocean, sitting in many cases to get down safely
. This would have been dangerous if the rocks had been wet – but they weren’t, so we were OK. Interesting that we weren’t asked to sign anything re participating at our own risk. We stopped for fruit and nuts on a rocky beach and
Tim made our guide smile by teaching him how to do stone skimming.
A very steep climb up the fynbos covered cliffs followed, rewarded by a picnic in the woods, complete with checked tablecloths and homemade quiche and egg custard flan.
Our chalet in the Fernery was even better than the previous two nights – it definitely made me re-think my log cabin dream and upgrade a bit!
Lowlight – puff adders. I was grateful for our two guides equipped with sticks who ushered the one we say on its way away from the path for us.
Highlight – champagne reception at the very luxurious Ferney Lodge at the end of our hike.
New discoveries: Kingklip (a delicious, eel type local fish which tasted to me rather like hake) and Amarula – a local liqueur a bit like Baileys, which was turned into a panacotta.