Junction – Treasure Beach - 30 km
I emerged at first light to do the remainder of the climb in the cooler
morning air. Unfortunately, I soon discovered there was no such thing
as “cooler morning air”, as the weather was already sweltering. There
were days I honestly doubted my sanity, and this was one of them. In
the heat, I wrestled the bike up the hills. Like the previous day,
villagers informed me it wasn’t possible to get to Treasure Beach by
bicycle. Fortunately, only one hill remained, and I descended to the
coast.
Surprisingly dry and barren, the area looked distinctly African, with
thorn trees and goats roaming about.
Treasure Bay was home to a few beachside restaurants and
guesthouses. Luckily, it wasn’t “all-inclusive”—there were no lounge
chairs on the beach, only a few fishing boats. I discovered a place on
the beach and kicked back in the shade for the remainder of the day.