Trip Start Apr 24, 2012
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Just outside of Beira we turn towards Savane, north of Beira. The GPS indicated a campsite at the Lodge across the Savane River. Once there, we could leave our car and trailer in a secure parking area as there was no such thing as a ferry to take us across.
While contemplating what to do, a local approached us in Afrikaans. Shocked Carlos looked at him and took the wind right out of his sail. “Where do you come from?” he said. “Oh, sorry, I saw the beard and the North West registration and assumed you were Afrikaans
We decided to go to Beira instead. I can understand that Carlos has fond memories of Beira having worked there and he met real nice people while here, but it is a dump. Not pretty at all and the sea is brown. We were in and out of Beira in no time. Back on “the road to hell”.
At Inchope we turned left towards Inhassoro. The road turned into “the perfect road” which meant we could travel way faster than we had done for a very long time.
We made it to the Save River Bridge just in time. With not much daylight left, I snapped away just to have a few photos. We eventually got to Inhassoro at 8 pm. Our friends Mike and Christine stayed at Goody Villas so we thought we would try it. The full extent of our delight with Goody Villas only came to light in ...... well, daylight. A fantastic camping spot
I can think of one thing........We read that Inhassoro has its own bakery. Immediately, I conjured up images of cakes and pastries, as this is what the word “Bakery” means to me. Well!! See for yourself how badly disappointed I was to see the “bakery” in Inhassoro. Please people, it is not a bakery, it is a place where they bake bread – and only bread!
We then drove to Nhambawe, or lands end. This should have been a short trip but turned out to be a long frustrating one. We got lost. Eventually, we got back on the road again. Lands’ end has numerous lodges to choose from. The coastline is sheer cliff for the most part. On the way back we decided to climb over a dune to see what was on the other side. BIG MISTAKE. We only had slip slops on and it was blooming Hot!! We almost wet ourselves. The sand burned our feet to the point of wanting to cry. Don’t ever try this. Being on the right road the trip was short after this.
We could see Bazaruto island clearly from the cliff. So close and yet so far. That night it started to rain or should I say pour. We could fill up a bucket with rain water in no time. No point in staying as we would not be able to go to Bazaruto anyways with all this rain. It continued and so we decided to pack up as soon as there was a break in the shower. It came; we packed up and continued on our way.