My biggest fear of living in Mozambique wasn’t Malaria, it was a fear of getting lonely.

I’ve always lived on a farm, except for boarding school and when I went to University. Farm life in South Africa is similar and yet very different to farm life in Mozambique. In South Africa there are neighbors all around and daily someone will pop in for coffee or tea.  I thought that, in Mozambique we would be in total isolation. Make no mistake, we’ve met our neighbors before we came here,but they were all clustered around Muabsa, about 10 km from each other and we were  down the road, further inland, about 40km from them. A good hour and 20 min drive.

I very soon understood that distance here is relative and people aren’t going to end up on your doorstep, you need to make it happen. We try to organize an event or an outing as regular as possible.

During 2017 we all decided to go and camp at lake Banamana.So we loaded our camping gear, drove into the bush and found a nice spot next to the lake. We did first clear it with the chief of that area.

Opportunities come in the most unexpected ways

A couple of weeks ago we were about to run out of LP gas,and Vilanculos was all out of LP gas. This meant that we had to make a trip to Inhassoro. We decided to make a short weekend of our errand, instead of a day trip.  It was time to explore the back roads north and visit friends that farm near Jofane. There was no reply to our texts and the phone didn’t even ring. A sure sign they where home. Yes, some things works a bit backwards here.  If we had to wait for reception we would wait forever! Just as we were about to leave, by some miracle they got the text and replied, saying we should bring fishing rods. I had no idea where Jofane was or where we would go fishing, but hey, you should do something that scares you every day!

Saturday evening, in line with tradition we had had a braai(barbeque) and after wonderful hospitality from Pierre, Marinda and Pierre(jnr) Enslin we were off to bed, not really knowing what to expect in the morning.

Again in line with tradition we had an early cup of coffee and rusks that Marinda baked and we were off to the river.


I had seen the Save river before, but this took my breath away! It was beautiful and the day was perfect. We got some worms from a local fishermen and we started the hike to the fishing spot with the kids.

The Save river do have crocodiles, so I was a bit freaked out with the kids so close to the water, but Pierre Jnr took us to a rocky spot that was safe from crocodiles and the fishing started with Lynette, from Mystic Blue Bay lodge in Inhassoro as the lookout  for crocodiles!

We had such fun! I do not know who had the most fun, me or the kids. Eugene caught a grove snapper and Wessel, with the aid of both Pierre’s caught some kurpers!

I realized again that the best experiences don’t need to be expensive or planned! An impulsive road trip usually leads to a memorable day under African skies.