Leaving Dakosta Eco Resort Dennis was convinced no taxi had been arranged for us. I slept badly, worrying we would not wake up, despite having set an alarm for 05.45. At at 02.30 Dennis said we should get up and walk to the port. I told him not to be…
This is the life. This is the life Water lapping close to the tent and the sun starting to warm the air. After breakfast it’s into the ocean for a swim. Overnight the small wave chop has settled and it’s almost flat calm. After the initial shock the water is…
Journey to Bubaque To be honest I had never heard of the Bijagos Archipelago until this trip. A group of 87 islands. several of which are protected reserves sheltering various species of wildlife, including Orango, which is the home to rare salt water hippos. The islands belong to Guinea Bissau…
It’s my daughter Dee’s birthday today, in Vancouver. Happy Birthday Dee. 🙂 Thinking of you. Despite the bongo drum band playing not too far from our vehicle last night, I was asleep in no time.The camp is still being developed but it is very well run. Sadly, they claim it…
The Beach We were woken during the night by what sounded like a scream. We presumed it was Els. After the events of a couple of night’s ago, we thought someone maybe up to mischief. Dennis got up to check if all was okay and if anyone was around. Finding…
It’s 8.30pm and we are parked just above the high tide mark on the beach at Cap Skirring. Well, I’m hoping we are are above the high tide mark and there are no King tides during the night! We, being Jen & I and Lars & Els. Adam decided that…
Camp Sukuta I am combining two days as we did little of interest resting at Camp Sukuta. In the morning we chatted to a young Italian couple who had arrived the night before. They were telling us about a natural preparation they take to prevent malaria called Artemisia. They had…
It’s 5pm and we are now the only guests in the camp. After a walk to the main road to purchase some grease and a few ‘bits n pieces’ for the larder, it’s time to completely relax. Read and write. There’s just the slightest breeze and it’s a humid 26.5deg…
A day of rest in this shady haven. Rest from the frenetic traffic and life outside. We had to catch up with various tasks though. Washing being the first priority. This German run campsite is long established. The owners have lived here for 26 years. There is order and a…
The days are merging. There is not enough time to relax and write our stories. Today I’m writing about yesterday, which was challenging, to say the least. We can’t have traveled more than 100k’s but it took us from 9.30am till dark to complete it.The drive from Camp Afridi to…