I was supposed to work this week-end but the rota was amended to my advantage and we found ourselves wandering what to do. Friday night got gobbled up pretty quickly with an excellent session at the Sodwana Lodge with a crowd from the hospital. We braai’d in true Safrican style with buckets of steak and cases of beer and ranted at Bafana-Bafana in their opening World Cup game. Reluctant to risk the roads and wandering cattle we booked in at the Lodge and enjoyed a bit of comfort and a real bath, which doesn’t exist in our Park-home. The morning was bright and clear so we negotiated child care and rushed off down to the beach to join one of the local dive operators. They were off to 7-mile reef, touted as one of the top ten dive sites in the world. The dive was good. The usual array of impossibly bright, coloured fluorescent fish, exquisite nudibranchs, honeycomb speckled morays with gaping mouths and a green turtle gliding by, calm and serene. Busy clown fish defend their anemones and slide between succulent tentacles and a massive, curious Potato bass, drifts up to us to see what we’re up to. We get back in the boat, raving, but the fun has only just started. A pod of dolphins beckons us into the water and we swim with them briefly only to be distracted by a massive submarine-like shape beneath us. A huge whale-shark glides gracefully along the sandy bottom, her massive mouth gaping and pilot fish fussing about her. We swim along above her, mesmerized and humbled by this spectacular site, literally at our fingertips. She rises up briefly towards us as if to say farewell and then plunges away into the blue depths leaving us numb and ecstatic.
After a delicious pancake brunch in Sodwana we drive west to the
We start our trek home and our route takes us past our much-loved
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