Plettenberg Bay

Plet is a short minibus ride from Knysna. White people don’t know anything about minibuses and hardly ever use it. I never saw a white South African in a minibus. It took me a while to figure out that minibuses are not leaving from the taxi rank because they have to pay a fee to the owner of the rank. So you just go to the main road and hold a 10 Rand bill in your hand and wait. That is much cheaper than the BazBus most tourists use to get a around South Africa. It’s about 10% of the price.

Plet is a town in the hills next to an once more beautiful, endless beach. Nice houses surround the lagoon and try to get a clear view of the horizon. I stayed in the tent once more because South African hostel prices are ridiculously expensive (20$ for the dorm).

I had some really nice evenings at the braai fire and met cool people to hang out with. The last day I went to the National Park on the peninsula just 10km west of town. Seals live there among birds and smaller animals. A cave served the earliest inhabitants as a home and the ANC as a hideout during their struggle for power. The hike was quite cool with ever changing environments. Cliffs, bush lands, trees, dunes, clouds and the sea were playing with the colors and made this hidden jewel definitely worth visiting.

After a 10km walk back along the beach and playing with a tennis ball for 9.5km we met George and Michael again and the three of us were of to the surf city of Jeffrey’s Bay.