Report 13 February
By Steef
The morning starts with a light rain, after 12 hours it gets a little less, but the sun we will hardly see today. At a gold diggers town we stop for a cup of coffee in the local pub. Dirk drives the Ford under a canopy to dry for a while.
We continue along wide riverbeds and narrow bridges.
Because of the rain, the colors of the vegetation are deep and powerful, nature is beautiful.
The high uprising forest edges along the road, partly due to the tree-high giant ferns that stand among mossy trunks, are of a prehistoric beauty.
The last 16 km meander along an unpaved narrow road. It seems like we are driving through the Hortus Botanicus. On the way we find a dead opossum and that would be
not the only one.
The campsite at Makarora is located by the sea, the heavy thunder of the surf is audible everywhere.
The sun breaks so the roof tent and the big tent are set up for a quick dry. Greetje and Trudy make a delicious wrap.
When the sun goes down, we make a walk on the beach strewn with tree stumps.