From Monks Cowl camp Joan took me to Escort to pick up my rental car, a VW Citi Gulf. It was now time to say goodbye to Joan as she returned to work and I continued adventuring on my own. Along with good map reading and navigating skills. Plus, I did get to practice driving on the left side of the road in Kruger. Not too difficult. Just stay between the lines, follow the car in front of you and think real hard about turns.
After getting lost, and helped, twice, thus happily bypassing Durban, I made it to the coast. Tried to sleep in the back seat at a caravan park near Kingsburgh. Didn’t work. At least not the sleeping part. Should have bought a small cheap tent. Next time.
In the early morning I headed confidently down the coast, basically westward along N2.
Somehow I missed a turn and found myself on an alternate route, R61, north of Port Edward. But the map showed I end up meeting back up with N2 inland near Kokstad.
Good deal. And beautiful scenery on a two lane tarred road instead of the faster National expressway.
Which I eventually turned back onto continuing west through the rolling green hills of the Eastern Cape. I figured on a long day of driving to get to Gonubie where I would try to stay with a CouchSurfer host.
Mount Frere
Yet, all plans don’t go as expected, or something like that. I was in a little car wreck. And after driving lots of miles ended up with a different rental car, a Yaris, also not meant to sleep in.
However, all this introduced me to staying at B&Bs, of which there are Many reasonably priced choices in South Africa. The first as I backtracked through Kokstad at the TeTemuka where I felt like family complete with pets.
Finally resettled into my journey, I continued west, back past the accident place, and beyond through the Eastern Cape to experience more South Africa adventures.