What is it about the Wild Coast?
Don’t go there people! The roads are awful, potholes everywhere. Not a shop in sight, little electricity if any, ticks and spiders the size of tennis balls, plenty of sharks – especially in the river mouths and very rustic accommodation! It’s the pits!
Well at least that’s what we’d like you to believe! And truthfully, it’s about right. It’s not called the Wild Coast for nothing! It is remote and it is rustic. And you do need a kidney belt just to get there! But it’s also the most beautiful coastal region in South Africa and quite simply, a place that brands you with its ‘forever after’ stamp – a place that you will be planning your ‘return’ before you’ve even left.
“The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you cant.” – Christopher Paolini
We spent a good part of the festive season hiding in this special part of the world, away from every day life, the hustle and bustle and the big crowds! We’d watch the sun come up. We’d watch it go down. We’d catch waves and build sandcastles. We’d read books and we’d fish. We’d eat meals together, we’d watch the moon come up and the stars shoot. We’d laugh, we’d sleep and we’d swim – all the things a beach holiday should be. This is a Wild Coast holiday.
“In order to seek one’s own direction, one must simplify the mechanics of ordinary, everyday life.” – Plato
“Fishing is not an escape from life, but often a deeper immersion into it.” – Harry Middleton
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language. And next year’s words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning.” – T. S Eliot
Waterfall in Bashee Nature Reserve
“Life isn’t about finding yourself, life is about creating yourself.” – George Bernard Shaw
“Look at that sea, girls – all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn’t enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.” – L. M Montgomery