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Mozambique, for me, holds 40 year old memories of beach holidays smelling of Coppertone and freshly baked pao, Sylvasun tanned, and then thoroughly blended with friends, family, coconuts, sociable parents in their cane and coke phase, and long nights on the road in the Peugeot Our visit is a revisit and a possible adjustment perhaps to the rose-tinted Polaroids of our dog-eared photo albums. Against this backdrop our beach medley began, from Inhassaro at the quaintly named Goody Villas, to Pomene, a recommendation by Liza and Jason the Ozzie overlanders, then, via Vilanculos for a look-see, to Tofo via Inhambane and Maxixe, where the memory lane begins, and full stopping at Ponta Zavora, the heart of our — 76 holidays. Inhassaro: Beach walking — 10 out of Campsite — Goody Villas, 10 out of 10 for its lawns, its ablutions and its swimming pool. The weather, with gale force winds and rain was an unfair environment in which to judge this stop. Thankfully Matt had a birthday there, so this added a 7-year old gloss to our three day stopover. A happy birthday celebration for Matt, despite the weather …. A drive through the deserted Inhassaro village had its lighter moments … Dad pondering the free standing gate. Inhassaro saw the people feast on sea food. Here James negotiates the cost of 2kgs of Tiger Prawns. A steal at mets. Top marks for the goody villas campsite — lawns, shiny ablutions, pets ad a pool. Inhassaro — the wind blustered but the walks continued …. Pomene: This isolated spot with its exquisite beach and surprise offering of pansy shells, held us in its thrall for 3 days and was a difficult place to leave. How I wish we could meet with a wise old local who could fill in the gaps of what seems a tragic waste. Looking onto the hotel ruins from the ocean safari. The Hotel at Pomene — a dream in ruins. And the view of the estuary made this almost a degree water view. Pomene adventure — heading out on an ocean safari. Deep sea snorkeling for James and Jamie while Emma and I monitored for more dolphins on the ocean craft. And the sign says … Jamie prepping the tyres for the soft sand roads. The sand road into the resort provided the rollercoaster ride that we were looking for in this stretch of our trip. Sharon and Rob of Pomene Lodge, despite the challenges you face with no water, daily officialdom, and every day activities often fraught with logistical difficulties, you made it all feel easy — thank you for your hospitality and we so hope that this beautiful spot remains just as it is forever. Walk walk walk … instead of drive drive drive. Early morning fishing captured at Pomene in the early morning light. While we walk, others work. Catch of the day …. Pomene, where local villagers dropped in with veggies and fruit to buy — R35 and two pens bought a lettuce priceless , an onion, two tomatoes and a pawpaw. Another place, another classroom setting …. The tooth fairy had tomake an appearance in Zavora — second little tooth down. Jamie lost two at Inhassaro …. Tofo: another spot that was highlighted by our Bradt guide as a hotspot in the coastal tourist mecca, making it an obvious spot for our next few nights. Mum and I and Em decided to have a girl adventure and hopped off in Maxixe to do the ferry to Inhambane with the boys doing the 50km drive round the bay to meet us there. Instead of the ferry we could have squeezed into the frequent river taxis? Inhambane — an attractive sight as you disembark the ferry. Perhaps the 10metical one way fare is pricey for a goat? The water taxis however which plied their way back and forth, were a fascination to watch, crammed with commuters and a seemingly endless hold which carried a frightening amount of cargo. The boys beat us to Inhambane so there was no browsing there either, and onto Tofo it was. Dad continued to befriend locals and before getting to our accommodation for the night he reversed into a minibus taxi, driven by a most amicable local Victor, and with Victor not interested in engaging with the local police, the business of paying for the damage was sorted out there and then. Tofo, where Kulu arrived with a bang. He he makes friends with Victor the driver. The taxi is parked behind the Landy. We all survived though and all was well again when we located Tofo Scuba the next morning. Tofo Scuba pool training with Dive Master Flo. Jamie is in the corner. And off Jamie goes for his first deep sea scuba. Ditto for the next day in the hope that we could do another ocean safari. Alas, the weather prevented that and after a sublime salad lunch we were on our way again. Zavora: Two days and a mixed experience. The memory lane experience — big tick. The reef — big tick for Jamie, not so much for Emma and I. Zavora reefs — renowned for its snorkeling. Sea urchins are NOT our thing and not even the beautiful fish, and coloured coral could persuade us that our legs would not sink and become entangled in the spikes of those menacing sea creatures. Failed opportunity for James suffering the effects of a very nasty bite and on a course of antibiotics retrieved from the depths of our medical kit. Another two days of monitoring his leg and a visit to a Mozambican hospital might be in order! James is hoping that the antibiotics will do the trick. In what has now become rather common practice our party moved into the Zavora Lodge restaurant space and squatted for the day — electronic equipment, schoolbooks, blog posting, battery charging, three meals each of which come with fussy orders and separate bills! Blue anchor just outside Maputo is excellent place to stay. On the right hand side of the road. Great food too. Welcome home to all the intrepid explorers. It has been a joy following your beautifully written blog. Thank you for so generously sharing your fabulous adventures. Chat soon xV. Phil, you were born to blog, I have been reading you for the last 3 months always hoping to get more info, more pics. Great trip, wonderful adventures. I will miss your stories… Cheers. Thank you wonderful friends for your appreciative comments. The writing was one of the special aspects of the trip, and of course, when the subject matter is an African adventure, the stories come easily! The Great African Adventure. Skip to content. Mozambican Beach Medley …. Posted on October 24, by phillylycett. Mozambique, for me, holds 40 year old memories of beach holidays smelling of Coppertone and freshly baked pao, Sylvasun tanned, and then thoroughly blended with friends, family, coconuts, sociable parents in their cane and coke phase, and long nights on the road in the Peugeot ! A, from Jamie happy Inhassaro birthday Matt. Pomene prefection. A hotel of dashed dreams. Jamie prepping the tyres for the soft sand roads. 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