Day 75: KwaMbonambi to Mtunzini

My lovely hosts for last night.

Turkeys got style with that little black tuft of curled chest hair.

I was treated to a homemade savory breakfast which I smashed most delightfully, before heading off with much thanks given. I was on my way to Mtunzini where my pal Graeme had organised me a place to stay. It was an easy ride and I was there in a few hours but holy hell it was hot again and sweat pig made its return throughout the ride.

Fok, it is hot!

Dont lets hive exterior fool you, its a hangout for boozers. Nothing but bottles and rubbish inside.

I met Richard at his home and also met his wonderful family. After a little rest we headed out to check the beach and local lagoon before heading back where I enjoyed the rest of the evening with my hosts. I now felt like I was back in familiar territory as the coastal areas were now flush with the greenery that I grew up with.

And the winner is?

Indian Ocean at Mtunzine. Thumbs up.

Lagoon. But you already knew that.

Distance 60kms