in the1920sbyJackBarber,a Scottish
internationalfootballerandWorldWarI hero,
andVicKottich,a drugaddictandalleged
Germanspy.Subsequentguestsincluded
policeman-turned-bank-robberAndréStander,
whohidtherewhileontherunin theearly
1980s.Bycomparisonwefeltrathermundane.
Beforedinnerwewanderedupto theschool
to castourvotesin thisyear’sGeneralElection.
It wascheeringto seethatthedemocratic
processextendedto sucha remoteplace.
Ourfinaldayofhikingsawussauntering
alongbeaches– withplentymorecattleto
delayHilldidge– andcrossingoverheadlands
onnarrowgoatpaths.Theweatherwas
gloriousandwestoppedoftento swimandto
watchdolphinsanddivinggannets.“Ina month
orsopeoplewillbeflockingto theseshoresto
catchtheannualSardineRun,”advisedGarth.
A steepclimbtookuspastdenseindigenous
forest,itscanopyanincrediblegreenish-blue
whenseenfromhigh.Bylunchtime,wewere
at theviewpointoverManteku,theendofthe
road.Ona widelagoonandsurroundedby
steep,forestedmountains,thelocationofthis
finalcampis hardto beat.
Andso,onourfinaldayhere,wecelebrate
therivercrossingwithdrinksonthebeach,as
FishEaglescallouta welcome.GreenPigeons
burstfromthetreesandgoatsstandontheirhind
legsto nibbleleavesfromtrees.Aftersettlingin
to ourtents,wehavea swim,andpaddleupriver.
Kingfisherseyeusfromoverhangingbranches
andtheonlysoundsaretheoddsplashofa fish
or a fisherman casting a line.
Hilldidge has wisely booked an additional
day at Manteku, giving us time for more
paddling, walks on the beaches, swimming and
soaking up the splendour. Lunch is with a local
family up on the hill, where we are educated
in some Pondo traditions – the men seated,
in order of age, on chairs along one side of
the rondavel, while women sit on the floor on
the otherside. And we all sample the dreaded
umqombothi (local Xhosa beer). Isobelle
Calitz, who has grown up in Mthatha, delights
in the familiar, frothy liquid, and practising her
rusty isiXhosa.
Throughout the trip we have been impressed
by the effort and attention to detail given by
the Wild Child Africa team, which extends to
ABOVE LEFT: Down the steep, untracked slope we go to Drew’s Camp beach. ABOVE RIGHT: Swimming the Mkweni River was quite an adrenalin rush, even for our guide
Garth who has spent many years holidaying and working on the Wild Coast. BOTTOM LEFT: For much of the last two days we cross coastline with not another human in
sight. BOTTOM RIGHT: Mesmerising scenery on the way to Mbotyi.