Having added 2 hours to our journey we then picked up two hitchers and squeezed them in the back with all their luggage to take them ten miles up the road, where we checked in to a really gorgoeous place right on the sea. What a well earned relief! I slept on a hammock.
We've hit the East Cape which is definitely off the beaten-track. Thanks to a combination of lack of important information in the Lonely Planet and lack of competence from Kirsty (our non-driving cook/tour guide) we ended up going off the beaten-track of the off the beaten-track. On our way to find the hostel we 'believed' we had booked we ended up taking poor Gwennie (the car) up 16km of gravel, windy, up-hill, landslidy 'road'. Averaging about 2km/hr things hit a low when we passed about four abandoned cars, and then finally we came to a gate with the name of the hostel on it and a government sign saying 'Hazardous area, do not enter without permission'. We continued regardless - we've come this far being the logic. Not long after we hit a river across the road and finally decided it was time to turn around.