Walk 63- The Dolphin Trail part 2

Eventually the peacock did wake Laura up and so bright and early we went over to breakfast. There was no Internet access at MMR which was slightly annoying. I think they just pretend they have it because they used some excuse about cloud cover as the reason it was down. I was pleased to report that I didn’t ache at all after the previous day and Laura said the same.

By 9am we were ready to go again. I think if it had been sunny we might have been more keen to stay by the pool but it wasn’t, it was rather dull and overcast. At least it wasn’t still raining though. Today’s walk started with a steep climb back down to the sea through the woods. It was quite slippery because of the rain and there were lots of steps again made with logs. In other words there were lots of places to trip or slip- the logs, the rocks ,the roots, the mud!

However, we made our way very slowly down and all arrived in one piece. The trouble with down bits is that it does make your feet rub in your boots. Laura decided this was giving her a blister under her big toe and I came to the rescue here with a blister plaster. My own feet felt sore but I decided best to leave things alone.

Today it was also very muggy and we got terribly hot climbing down and the day was only just beginning. Marius had told us that it was 5 hours of walking before lunch today. At the bottom we reached a similar spot to the lunch spot the day before. Right by the sea and with great parallel rows of rock in stunning colours. We continued to walk along the sea now, across rocks and then up and down through woodland. We passed though the amphitheatre which is a huge rock hollow and cave.

From here Laura and I took the lead as she decided that it was best to try and stay ahead of the group today and not to lag behind. We climbed high up out of here and Marius spotted dolphins and then whales. They were both a long way out and I didn’t really see the dolphins myself. Then we came across a sandy bit with a stream and waterfalls. Henry told us was otter alley. They are freshwater otters but he said they actually hadn’t been seen for a while.

We had a break for some snacks at a spot with particularly huge boulders. Here we sat and ate our apple and energy bars. This was a welcome break and luckily the rain that had started soon went away whilst we sat here. The flowers and plants along our way today were amazing and varied between typical English, country garden plants like forget me not and geranium to more exotic forest orchids and canna Lillies. The variety you see in just two days walking is quite incredible and it made it all very pretty.

We had some more spotting of whales and then at one point, a small pod of bottle nosed dolphins swam right along the waterline. I was quite high when this happened and had a good view. Laura, who was back with the rest of the group, kept shouting ‘where are they? ‘ and I very helpfully replied several times ‘they’re just behind the big rocks and the mushy water.’  I was very excited. This strangely seemed to leave the group slightly confused and looking in all directions.

Next we came back down to the rocks and there was a choice to go swimming in one of the big rock pools. It did look tempting but again I’d not brought my cozzie. No one else wanted to swim either and Laura said she would have but didn’t like the look of the added bonus of climbing up and down the rocks to get there.

This next bit was one of my favourite stretches of the whole walk as we strode purposefully along the parallel rocks. It was really beautiful as the orange and cream/grey colours of the rocks and lichen rubbed shoulders with the blue sea and sky. By now we were all easily able to cope with this terrain although every now and then Mariuss held his stick out to support us as we climbed down an awkward bit. Nice man. I loved the way that we could now do this rock hopping with great confidence not like the first day we arrived, when I was clambering over the rocks on all fours.

Next Henry told me and Laura we now had just two more small ups and downs before the big climb up ahead of lunch. These passed uneventfully and soon there was no more putting it off- we needed to climb up and out. We could see our initial target high up above- a kind of gate between two rocky outcrops standing above the tree line.

By now the sun was out and we set off partly through trees and partly not. They’d told us this climb was steep but not as bad as Stielkop (Steep Hill) the day before. However, unfortunately they also said this one was longer. I asked for some extra water only to be told they had just one small bottle left between us all. I said we should keep that for emergencies. Running out of water was not good though and the whole group looked slightly concerned as it was still a long way until lunch and more water.

The climb up was steep and very tiring. I did most of this by myself as I really had no energy to talk to anyone else. Laura meanwhile had slipped to the back with Henry and Bruce and I could hear them chatting away behind me. Even after we made it to the ‘gate’ there was another really steep, exposed bit before we entered the woods again. I was incredibly slow getting up here.

Eventually though we all made it and the path now flattened out through the deep woods. Once again this was tick territory and today I did find two on my trousers but none on me thank goodness. The guides told us it was now about 20 minutes to lunch but it turned out to be much more than this as we walked through pine forests. I really, really needed water now as did others and Marius rationed out the remaining bottle of water until it ran out. Then Bruce shared his half bottle with the more needy until that went too. I was on the verge of having a sense of humour failure when finally we came across a picnic table. But it wasn’t laid and there was no-one else about. It turned out this was just a joke picnic table. Yeah right, very funny.

On we went for probably another 20mins. Now everyone was pretty fed up and people started to worry about Michaela and her lack of water intake. We’d used up all our supplies and so it was just in time that we came across a 4×4 vehicles blocking our path. This was it, the sign to turn off and we found our picnic lunch all laid out on three tables. To start with I could not speak and definitely could not eat. I just downed some really cold fruit juice too quickly and then some slightly warmer water which Jane gave me. Apparently you are not meant to drink the really cold stuff too quickly . Oops, too late….

After a few minutes I started to feel slightly better and drank a lovely cup of tea made by Laura. Laura, who ,by the way, now uses birch bark in her tea instead of sugar. She also thinks that not using deodorant is a good idea but that using garden snails to treat skin conditions is perfectly acceptable. Cracker– it’s time you came to see her to sort her out! I also ate some quiche, a salad kebab stick and some bread. This was followed by a delicious slice of milk pudding. Kind of like a custard tart and very lovely.

Now we all started to liven up a bit and after a decent break we were ready to set off again. It was now just a two hour walk to our next desination. The Fernery and it’s swimming pool to be precise. The walking now became much easier and we all returned to being human again. I walked with Michaela, who works in the tourist industry, and Jane the Doctor, who is both an emergency Dr and Sports Physician. She was also the Doctor for the entire length of the torch relay for the Vancouver Winter Olympics. We had a great chat all the way to The Fernery and the time flew by as we compared notes on life changing moments. Meanwhile, I had rather abandoned Laura who was struggling with overall tiredness but who arrived at the Fernery not long after us.

It had been an incredibly tough days walking especially the bit just before lunch. We’d walked 6.2 miles in total in muggy, muggy heat. But we’d made it and we were all absolutely delighted.

More than that we were really impressed by our latest residence. The lodge here has amazing verandas overlooking a waterfall and deep gorge down to the sea. Our individual chalets were just outstanding. Ours was huge and with the most amazing bathrooms with windows that folded open meaning that you could have your shower or bath entirely open to the elements and baboons (not that we saw any).

After some excitement we arranged to meet Jane down at the jacuzzi instead of the swimming pool as this looked a lot more inviting. The jacuzzi itself was outside and overlooking the waterfall. There was young couple in there but we soon scared them off as Laura and I got in. We found out the next day that it was their wedding day..oops poor things. Jane, Laura and I sat in the jacuzzi putting the world to rights with a glass of wine and having a great laugh too. I think we could have happily stayed here all night but we had to go and get ready for dinner…

So we’d done it then- completed the Dolphin Trail. Not the longest walks I’ve done this year but almost certainly the toughest. The second days stretch was x miles. I don’t think I could have enjoyed this earlier in the year. I probably would have made it still but I would have ached like crazy whereas really now I don’t. Laura also did spectacularly well to compete the course as did the rest of our group. Earlier on in the day Marius had told us that quite a lot of people do give up after the first day and that made us feel pretty proud that we’d kept going and now we were at the finish. We enjoyed our last dinner together and had a nice night. It’s great that we’d had such a friendly group to walk with and how quickly we’d bonded.

The next day we had breakfast, visited the Fernery packing room and then travelled back to Storms River Mouth by 4×4. We took the old road through the pine forests and woods and finally arrived back in civilisation. We had our group photo taken in front of the view of where we’d just walked. We were impressed with ourselves as we looked back and then went our separate ways, sad that it was all over.

Walk 62- The Dolphin Trail part 1

Today the Dolphin Trail proper started and whilst I may have said ‘bring it on’ previously, in truth, I was quite anxious. Standing looking at where we were due to walk, I realised just how high those cliffs were. I hoped that we would be up to it.

We got up in time to go for breakfast at just after 8am. As we know I hadn’t really slept so that wasn’t brilliant. For breakfast I ordered the healthy option whereas Laura went for the full English. Both were very good.

We met our guides for the day, Marius and Henry, who were very nice ranger types. We were all ready to go by about 9:30 and our bags would go in the bakkie up to our next stop – Misty Mountain Reserve and we were on our way.

The walk initially goes along a boardwalk to the suspension bridges. It goes through indigenous forest and is quite gentle, although as soon as we started out I realised it was going to be hot and I probably wouldn’t be needing that fleece I’d stuffed in my backpack! The suspension bridges are quite exciting and since Jane and I came before, they’ve built two new, smaller ones. They wobble quite a lot but are very sturdy.

On the other side we reached a small cobble beach where Marius chose himself a nice stick from the driftwood and encouraged the others to do the same. Laura and I were the only ones with proper walking poles. I’d brought Jane’s over for Laura to borrow but no sooner had I repaired it, after she nearly pulled it apart, than she lost her balance and decided it wasn’t for her!! She packed in into her backpack and continued to be quite lethal with it all day.

The path from here starts to climb steeply. It is after all a cliff face. However, it is a really well maintained trail and they have put in lots of steps made from logs on many of the steep up and down bits. We were told by Marius to take the climb at our own pace and indeed we did. It was tough and we kept stopping for breathers or to take a photo and although we did lag behind the main group quite a bit, we would soon catch up with them. Every now and then Marius would stop to show us an interesting plant or other. This gave us chance for another breather and to catch up with the others. He’d told us that when we reached the bench we were getting near the top and it was a big climb.

We did eventually make the bench though and the views back to where we’d set out were amazing. From here the path did continue to climb up but slightly less steeply. I found this stretch pretty hard going and I think it was mostly in full sunshine so pretty hot. Eventually things levelled out and we reached a lookout point. This again had tremendous views and we were now very high up. We were greeted here by a bakkie from Misty Mountain Reserve and they had laid out refreshments for us. Fruit juice and apples and water – it was a very welcome break.

Now it was make or break I guess. This was our last chance to say ‘No not for me’ but of course none of the group did and on we went. Now the path continued on the level for quite a long period which was nice and we started to walk through Fynbos biome. This smells lovely and fresh and Marius told us that it can consist of 300 different species in just a small area.

We were warned to be careful on the next bit as the path went close to the edge and the wind was getting up. To be honest we couldn’t really see how the path could get any closer to the edge but it did and I did have to hold onto my hat in the breeze.

Next we started the long descent to our lunch spot. This was more like walking through an English wood . There was grass and leaves everywhere it was like being back on the Cotswold Way. We were also told that this was tick country and every now and then we had to stop and check we didn’t have any ticks. Yuk! Luckily I didn’t get any. They all seemed to be attracted to one of our group – Bruce – but only to his pale cream trousers. The walk down was steep and in parts there weren’t very good steps. It was here that I suddenly heard Ann slipping behind me. She’d been using a piece of wood as a staff but it didn’t go into the ground like the Leki and so wasn’t really very good. She slipped quite spectacularly (maybe because she was wearing white trainers) and although she pretended she was ok I think she was a bit shaken and she also grazed her arm quite badly. Jane the Doctor came to the rescue as she seems to be carrying all her emergency supplies with her. It was lucky that I was a few steps ahead of Ann at this point as otherwise I think she would have taken me out too.

The path continued down and after crossing a stream we made it down to the rocks and the sea at the bottom. It really was a stunning spot. The rocks are very jagged and carved into parallels. There was a huge pool where sometimes the hikers go swimming but Marius said it was too cold today. Hadn’t brought our cozzies anyway…

We ate our picnic lunch here and then sat about a bit. Eventually I decided to join the others in climbing down over the rocks to get near to the big waves. Once again here they crash tremendously ashore and all along the big pool they form temporary cascades as water is left foaming over the rocks. Amazing sight and I ended up taking lots and lots of photos. There were pretty yellow flowers and rust coloured rocks and it was all very photogenic.

Of course the only problem now was that we were back down by the sea. Misty Mountain Resort is back at the top and so we knew what was coming next. A mighty great climb back up again. This time the path was extremely steep. We climbed lots of sets of steps followed by a short flat bit as we zig zagged our way back up. Again Laura and I lagged behind but not too far. It was seriously hot by now and my Lucozade energy drink was just about keeping me going. I got another bottle of water from Marius as I’d decided I needed to drink more water in this heat. Laura had started to go quite red in the face too. I am sorry to say we were quite sweaty in fact I’d go as far as to say we felt like we were melting. We think it was about 29 degrees… still we kept going and it was very encouraging to look back and see how quickly we were climbing.

This is the bit where the ‘Talky’ part got forgotten although to be fair, I’d been quite quiet all day! It just was that intense heat that I found quite energy sapping. Others in the group were more chatty and of course the guides tried their best to educate us along the way. We found all sorts of plants – some of which had practical uses such as Witch-hazel, Bushman’s bed and the Inkflower. Others just had names that described exactly what they looked like such as the Conebush and the Blossom Tree.

At the top of the steep bit the path levelled out again as we walked through more forest along the tops of the cliffs and then inland a bit. The guides had told us that it was an easy two hour walk from here to Misty Mountain Resort. This was about right and eventually we knew we were getting close when we heard the cry of peacocks as they keep several of them here. After crossing another stream, where Laura did a pirouette thing trying to show me something and almost knocking herself and Bruce into the stream, we came across a fence. On the other side of here we entered farmland and the last stretch of today’s walk.

Upon arrival at Misty Mountain Reserve we were quite exhausted and were greeted by the very welcome site of a cold, mint drink and then a nice cup of tea and a huge, gorgeous slice of chocolate cake. We were taken to our cabin which was really lovely and after a short breather we made our way to the swimming pool. We joined Jane having a swim and despite being very cold (refreshing, Jane said) it felt wonderful on our poor, aching bodies. We then lay on the sun beds and enjoyed the late afternoon sunshine.

We’d walked just 4.3 miles today although with two big ups and one steep down it felt a lot more. We joined the others for dinner and this is where the real chatty took place. Laura and I nearly formed a splinter group but in the end decided not to be anti-social. They’re a really good group of people and so it was a pleasant evening. I slept well last night after putting earplugs in to block out the sound of the wind and the rain….and as I write this the peacock is doing its best to wake Laura up for breakfast. Let’s see what today’s 10km walk brings…..

Bonus walk- Warm up wander with The Womble

Or Laura as others like to call her. Yes, after more than 24 hours travel I finally managed to arrive in Port Elizabeth via Paris and Joburg. I really can’t quite work out how it took that long and I blame it all on Air France. Let’s just leave it at that.

It was amazing to see Laura and her daughter Megan again – all grown up. That’s Megan – not Laura obviously. We’re all still waiting for that to happen. Haha. I should explain. Laura is one of my oldest friends from school and she moved to South Africa 13 years ago now. Her little girl Megan was born out here after Laura met Dave the Game Ranger.

Anyway she now lives in PE and runs Greencycle which is a recycling collection business. Hence I
Iike to call her The Womble. She works incredibly hard and I am very proud of her – although I’d never tell her that of course. Megan is now 12 and very tall and elegant. I also met William who is Laura’s boyfriend. He’d been out playing golf but came home for his tea. I know people back home have been waiting to hear the word and I can report people that he seems very nice and normal.

Well that was all on Saturday and then yesterday Laura and I packed up ready to start our walk – The Dolphin Trail. This is a walk that runs along the Tsitsikamma National Park coastline and it goes in the opposite direction to the world famous Otter Trail. I’d quite fancied walking the Otter Trail originally but it’s five days of serious hiking, carrying all your own supplies and sleeping in shacks. I’d also read that you have to wade across waist high rivers and that just didn’t sound like us. When I found the Dolphin Trail I thought ‘hmm, this is more like it.’ Two days of hiking, bags transported from one place to the next, luxury accommodation and the guides carry all you water etc for the day. It’s also know as the Princess Trail or The Slack Packers’ trail.

So this what we drove two hours over here to Tsitsikamma to do and more of which later. For now though we didn’t really have anything to do other than to check into our Forest Cabin and go for a little potter. Our first stop was before we entered the National Park as we went off to see The Big Tree. It was indeed a big tree and we had a little walk along the boardwalk to see it. It’s in fact a giant yellowwood and was impressive.

After this we went and checked into our accommodation and had a drive along to Reception. We had a spot of lunch and then decided to leave the car and walk back to our hut. The views here are incredible as anyone who has been here will know. The actual spot is known as Storms River Mouth and there is a campsite and cabins all along the edge of the coast. It has to be one of the most scenic campsites in the world. Laura and I have stayed here before and the thing you come to see here is the sea. The waves here can be massive but are always a great sight as they smack against the rocks and explode on impact into huge clouds of spray. It’s stunning and we walked all along the camp and road admiring the waves.

Back at our hut we sat on the balcony looking out to sea. It would have been nice here but today it was incredibly windy and it actually got quite cold. At one point Laura tried to create a windbreak with the plastic table but it blew across the deck nearly impaling us on its plastic legs. We decided to retreat inside.

Eventually we crept out again and decided to venture out onto the rocks. They are quite sharp and we precariously made our way down to get closer to the waves at various points. I had entirely the wrong type of shoes on for this sort of malarky and scrambled about on the rocks like a fifty year old woman. After checking out some Rock Hyrax (Dassie) – nearest living relative to the elephant – it was time to go back and get ready for our briefing and dinner. We walked back down to Reception to and meet our fellow walkers for the next two days.

The briefing pretty much consisted of being told be there at 9am for breakfast and then signing our lives away on some sort of indemnity. Then we all had dinner together. Our group would consist of:
Bruce and Ann – visiting vegetarians from Iowa
Jane – a doctor from Canada here for a meeting in Joburg that she extended for a month
Michaela and Michael from Germany who looked young and have very long legs.

It all took too long to serve our dinner but it was very nice and there was loads of it. After this we drove back to the cabin to try and sleep. I say ‘try’ because it turns out that’s very difficult when it sounds as if those huge waves are about to pound into your cabin in the middle of the night. Something I seem to have forgotten from last time…..

Not really one proper walk then but a nice little warm up for our big two days. Bring it on.