Sunshine Coast

After a week in Jbay and only three hours in the water and a wicked sunburn to show for it I had to get out of dodge. Getting out of Jeffries Bay is much harder than getting in.  For the first time on the trip I have resorted to hitch-hiking. The family that runs the place that I am at is incredulous….again. These guys are the coolest family on the planet, Gary, Cristal, Dave and Cindy. Stay at CristalCove if you are ever in Jeffries Bay and have a couple of beers with Gary, it is well worth the trip.

Among the cast of characters I met was Bruce Gold aka the Brucifer. He is the most well known guy in Jeffries Bay. He looks like some dude out of lord of the rings and can surf. Nice guy and a definite character, after a couple of beers I could not understand a word he said.

I also met Adam, a former Zimbabwean farmer. He is now the first of two Zimbabwean refugees I’ve met in South Africa. Talk about bar tales, I got to hear how his family was forced off their farm by a  Zimbabwean general who wanted it as country house. This shit really happens down here, the guy showed up sat down and had tea and said you have two hours to leave everything you own and have worked for over the past 15 years, by the way I know where your kids are right now and if you don’t comply you will never see them again. Welcome to Africa.

So despite her protests, Cristal decides to collaborate and helps me with my hitchhiking plans.  She makes me a sign that says “TO PE” in big black letters on a spare piece of paper. I am picked up in about 5min and on the way to PE in the back of a pickup truck. No problem, I pickup my rental car sourced by Gary (thank you very much) at the airport and am back in Jbay in an hour I get my luggage say my goodbyes and am heading west on the Garden Route in my new hot rod.