After 4 and a half weeks on road culminating in an escape from Mozambique via 50 kms of a flowing mud river pretending to be a road, we were well and truly ready for some R n’ R. Thankfully my pals parents place was not far from the Mozambique border and equally close to the Krugar Park and Gods Window.

Leaving the modern world behind we crossed the border into the Wild Coast. With mixed opinions from various sources as to the conditions of roads and general security of the area there was a certain apprehension and uncertainty as to what were getting ourselves into. This was the point where the journey really became adventure.

Scattered dwellings and wild cattle roaming dirt roads were the staple in this vast expanse of never ending lush green rolling landscape. For as far as you could see at times it seemed as if the ground had been scrunched up into giant folds.

Despite warnings and cautions the roads were no trouble for our 4×4 and we found the people welcoming and friendly although we were cautioned not to get stuck alone at night. With no guide or experience of the area we would have been at a loss had it not been for the Slingsby Wild Coast map which gave detailed information as to the quality and condition of the routes through the region. It saw us safely out of a local protest which closed off several roads and bridges.