We left the hotel in Port Elizabeth at 9.30 and had a short tour of the town. The area around the hotel was an immaculately kept holiday resort but the town itself is actually fairly industrialised. The main industry there is automobile assembly and there are several different plants working there.
Our tour manager is also a guide and she is a mine of information, which she imparts to us as required. She seems to have boundless knowledge of the history of the area, as well as geographical and botanical information. She is also exceptionally well informed on the political situation here.
We travelled through some lovely countryside, very lush and green. Mainly dairy country, nice contented looking cattle also wooded areas. Clearly the area is very desirable farming country blessed by nature but cursed (according to our guide) by venal politicians.
We travelled west along the coast with the Tsitsikamma mountains on our right. Water runs off the mountains in several rivers which over the centuries have created deep ravines. We crossed several of these, stopping at some to admire the view.
Eventually we entered the park area and stopped at a fish restaurant overlooking the really beautiful coast. After lunch most of us walked a path over and along the cliffs, through the heavily wooded slopes.
Looking back up river from the bridge I could just imagine how the water could rush down unexpectedly in a flash flood cutting the ravine ever deeper. We were told about a group of canoers who were caught by such a flood a few years ago. Sadly several of them didnt survive!
The next stop was at another ravine which boasted the highest bungee jump in the world. We were just in time to see a jumper. I shall never understand my fellow man!
And thence to Knysna which is where I am writing this.