Seagulls are calling

We have left the Cederberg and moved south yet again for the last walk, swopping mountains for the Atlantic Ocean. We are in Lambert's Bay for the last 2 days.

Our achy bodies and feet still wake us up really early and I can hear the ocean from my room and the seagulls are calling already.

It's odd to think this is the last early morning routine, getting our daypacks ready, taking supplements and meds, waiting for Frik to knock on our door to sort out plasters for our feet, coffee and a rusk, bundling into the vehicle and heading off in the dark to start the day's walk.

We drove down the coast towards Eland's Bay to get walking. There was a light rain as we stretched and started off following the coastal road. The overcast conditions certainly make it easier to walk even though it felt cold at times.

Our breakfast stop after 11km was a real treat at The Plaaskombuis about 9km before Lambert's Bay, as Denise said we have now had stewed peaches for dinner and breakfast, they were rather nice with the boerewors.

Kitta Burger regaled us with stories of the family on this farm, 6 generations, while serving the porridge, breakfast and mugs of coffee.

So much of this trip has been about the companionship, either while walking, in the vehicle or over food, this collage of photos brings back so many moments along the way. An extraordinary journey for us all.

301 moments.