Friday took us on a beach walk from Seaforth, past Boulders and Windmill beaches to the golf course. Penguins were the focus, as a well-known attraction, and we gawked from the walkway that winds through the trees and over the huge round granite boulders that give the beach its name. Windmill beach evidently refers to the gale force southeaster that blows through it!
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| The moulting youngsters didn't look happy! |
SANCCOB (conservation of coastal birds) released a few boxes of freshly cleaned young penguins. They were quite comical with their wings held out from their bodies, looking around at their new home and quite reluctantly heading towards the sea, after some encouragement (okay, herding) from a SANCCOB official. Soon 20 little heads were to be seen bobbing on the swells, getting further from the shore, while one remained on shore. It didn't appear to like water! A nearby group of mature penguins was happy to welcome it into their territory, so all ended well. Presumably the others found their way back unharmed by predators!
The sea temperature was not nearly as warm as I expected, although I had no intention of swimming - I haven't been back in the water since Jaws. Early holidaymakers more than made up for my lack of enthusiasm and there were plenty in the crystal clear, very safe waters in the bays.
Lunch at the Simon's Town Country Club was a lekker bord kos in the old tradition and greatly appreciated, almost as much as a cold beer and chilled wine after a few hours in the wind and sun! There's always a reward for our exertions.
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