Oh my goodness! As I lie in bed, knowing that we have to get up, pack up and leave our forest den, the whole of my lower body is saying NO! My rib, remembering it’s recent damage, has joined the protest and as I go to roll over, is urging me to stay put, in a fixed position, indefinitely.
Rob is still breathing steadily beside me so I know I have a few minutes yet. I lie still, apart from my feet, which are alternately practising plantar flexion and dorsiflexion, testing the pain of my knotted calf muscles like worrying a painful tooth. I eventually come to the conclusion that I might be able to walk and roll out of bed to test my theory.
After the first few stumbling steps, movement becomes easier and by the time sleeping beauty awakes, complaining slightly of his inner quads, I’m able to breezily say, ‘I don’t feel too bad’.
After enjoying our final, ‘Full English’ and saying goodbye to the very lovely but slightly damp feeling Andelomi Lodge, we set off for Stilbaai. We were back to another couple of one nighters before we reached our final South African destination of Camp’s Bay, Cape Town. Our accommodation in Stilbaai was to be a self catering apartment on the estuary, so we stopped, en route, to pick up provisions for our stay.
On arrival at Anchorage apartments, Rob and I both realised that this was easily another place we could have stayed at much longer than our limited one night. The apartment was small but beautifully clean and cleverly arranged to include everything we might need. 
Its setting on the lake was peaceful and picturesque
and the hosts (and their welcoming dogs) were absolutely lovely, nothing was too much trouble.
We spent a very relaxing afternoon and evening swimming in the pool, walking by the river and on the beach and cooking our second meal of our travels
The following morning we reluctantly departed for Aghulas.
Rob & Emma's Trip 