Before arriving in South Africa for an extended stay, my intention was to be a tourist and visit all those places I never bothered whilst living there. Shameful but I’m guilty of not having experienced the full beauty of my country, I preferred to travel overseas instead … aren’t we all guilty of that.
On my top 10 to do was visit the Muizenberg Beach Huts. My cousin Angie, who recently caught the Photography bug and purchased herself a Canon DLSR became my buddy in arms on our expeditions. She was a trooper in being a ‘tourist’ with me and thankfully loved every minute of it as well.
One windy yet exquisitely beautiful day in Cape Town, we loaded the car with camera gear, my To Do list and of course our trusty maps and hit the road. Don’t know how many hundreds of kilometres we put on her car, but it was excellent and so worth it.
One stop along the way, Muizenberg Beach, about an hour outside of Cape Town. One of those beauties not visible from the road, hard to believe considering the beach runs literally parallel, but well obscured by the building structure, changing rooms, if memory serves me.
It’s a trip worthwhile, to be able to view these amazing, vibrant little beach huts that reside on the vast expanse of beach. We were lucky to arrive on a day where the beach was completely deserted and this really gave you a feeling of being utterly alone. The day was overcast, cold angry winds whipping at your body from all directions and the overwhelming sound of the ocean crashing a few meters away and you’re standing in the midst of it all looking across stunning white sand and caught mesmerized by so much colour.