Mid-August, 1972: My good friend, Bruce Barichievy, was now an item with fellow-field technician, Joey Bowbrick. The two of them had plans to either go to the Comores for a few days, or Paradise Island. The field staff of Loxton, Hunting & Associates would take a few days break in between finishing the mapping of Block 6 and starting the survey of Block 5, on the southern side of the Zambezi River.
Brian Nicholson, Derek Tawse and I decided on the mainland coast, near the village of Inhasorro. I put my loaded Land Rover on the train to cross the Zambezi from Dona Ana to Sena, as there was no road bridge. Then, taking Jack, my foreman and friend, and my dog, Shakwe, we set off six hundred kilometres south to the seaside village of Inhasorro, in the Inhambane Province.
Even today, I understand, you need to wait for low tide to drive along the beach if you want to get to the end of a spit of land called Bartholomeu Dias Point that pokes northward into the Indian Ocean. The northern point of the island of Bazaruto lies visible off the coast due east.
We hired a palm-thatched hut there for a couple of days. It was heaven to be away from the mosquitoes, tsetse flies and other biting bugs.
We tried skin-diving with my spear-gun, but the water was murky, fish were scarce and nervous. The only luck we had was at midnight with rods; Brian and I caught a couple of pan-sized grunter which we ate for breakfast.