The beauty of the Wild Coast never ends; from the colourful huts sprinkled like cake decorations across the rolling green hills, to the beach-resting cows and the goats and horses that roam freely. We’ve left our rustic Mbotyi accommodation, rich with the memories of discovering hidden pools and secret waterfalls, and have arrived at the Hole in the Wall.
We bounce along a rutted dirt track for the final 20km, thankful for our Pajero and that we’re arriving in the daylight. The Hole in the Wall hotel is a far cry from our previous hut and soon we are wallowing in the good life. The first taste of the good life, quite literally, is the 10am fresh scones with jam and cream provided for guests.
“I like this place more,” Hannah declares as she reaches for her second scone. We’re not in any doubt why she feels this way. The kids enjoy adventure and rustic spots but returning to civilisation with these modern delicacies is far preferable for them.
After relishing the good stuff we pack up our gear and a picnic and walk to the famous Hole in the Wall. The walk meanders along the coast over the beach and through a stunning coastal forest before emerging at a most unique and stunning spot. A large rock wall rises out of the sea with a huge hole bored through its centre.
“A whale once got stuck in this hole. It wiggled and wiggled making the hole bigger and bigger until it was finally free. That’s how the hole was formed,” I confidently declare, sharing the local legend. The family nods… unconvinced.
Soon the girls are attempting to catch the waves that roll through the hole into the protected bay. This is after all the scene from the famous Blue Crush 2 surf movie and it’s a rite of passage for any aspiring teen girl to have ticked it off on their surf list.
The additional bonus of this beautiful spot is the cool, shady trees that border the beach, below which is a soft carpet of grass. It’s a perfect spot to just relax, watching Blue Crush unfold before us while reading a book as the waves and cool shade sound sleep’s siren call.
We set out early the following morning for a run to Coffee Bay. It’s a 20km return trip, but the hills are arduous making us wonder how the locals traverse it so easily. We’re rewarded with stunning scenery, fascinating sights at the quaint town of Coffee Bay, and even some kids and a stray dog jogging with us for a while. Africa is so rich, not only in its spectacular scenery, but also its vibrant and friendly people.