Mangais Golf Estate (Day 28)

12 June 2019

Distance: 124km Distance to date: 6016km

Road Conditions: (out of 10)

Road to Flamingo Bay – Dirt / Sand Road

Coffee, Tea, Rusks

Snacks

Lamb chops, Lamb Machonchas, Braai Broodjies

We stopped by the restaurant/reception this morning to say hello to Mr. Francisco and his team, and also to enjoy the view from the deck. The deck outside the restaurant overlooks the Cuanza River. You can also spot the bridge going over the river, which kept us awake because of all the trucks driving over the speed bumps.

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We first set out toward Kwanza River Lodge, where Mom and Dad had stayed in 2014. Here we found out that the lodge has new ownership, and has undergone a decent amount of maintenance. We spent some time chatting with the new owners, Dad asked about fishing in the area.

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After spending a good amount of time at Kwanza River Lodge we set out to Flamingo Bay, hoping for some lunch. The road was bumpy, not very pleasant and quite far. Flamingo Bay is relatively pretty, with large swimming pools, rooms to stay in and umbrellas on the beach. The drinks cost above average and they didn’t have any food in stock, so we drove off.

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I mentioned yesterday that I suspected that we were going to do some exploring, and I was right. Dad decided to take one of the roads to the beach and then we drove some kilometres along the beach before heading back toward the tar road.

After driving on the sand, which Dad had to deflate the tyres, we needed to find a filling station to inflate the tyres and to get some fuel. We had a tough time finding a filling station with air for the tyres and ended up visiting two or three. Eventually Dad decided to go back to the first one that we had visited to fill up with Diesel and use our own air compressor to do the tyres.

While waiting, Mom and I checked out the shop and bought us all ice creams.

We were all relatively hungry by this point and had gone to look at one restaurant before the filling station, but there was no menu and no one could speak English, which makes it very difficult to order food, so we left.

Once back at Mangais, we set up camp in a new spot – the sprinklers had turned on the previous evening and Dad had to run around finding things to cover them with before the tents were soaked.

Mom went and fetched our laundry that we had had washed that morning and I started a fire.

We enjoyed a great dinner and went to bed without fear of sprinklers turning on in the night.

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