Mocambique to Tanzania

Pemba paradise to pilfering Pangane
Spent about 5 nights at Nacole Jardim. It seemed to suck us in and not want to let us go. We were there at high high tide as it was new moon, so the discussion turned to: when would the ferry run, when would it not run, when should we get to the launching spot? Eventually we summoned up the energy to pack up and move on.

Nice drive up the coast to Pangane where there is a campsite run by Mr Ashim at the jutting out piece of land. The sort of spit that attracts wind and windy it was!! Relentless wind.
Yep, even after being warned to lock away all our valuable belongings which we duly did, we had our roof top tent cover nicked!! What a pain. It really spoiled Pangane for us even though it was such an amazing spot. It did teach us a couple of things though. What we see as valuable is not the same as others do and that the mere fact we are "mzungus" means that we are being watched and we generally do have a hell of a lot more than others, especially in Moz. Also it became clear that Pangane is not a homogenous clan but rather a melting pot of people from all over the place, Tanzania, Pemba etc. Police are a joke so no joy there, plus the closest bunch were at Mucojo about 20 kms away. Anyway we've put it behind us as an experience, a mere pimple on a camel's bottom so to speak! We'll try to get one shipped up to us in Dar or Nairobi and with Matt's tarpaulin we are all sorted anyway. We saw the biggest fish I've ever seen in Mr. Ashim's cold room, a 100kg grouper, huge!!
We still stayed their for 3 nights, pottering, snorkelling (which Rebecca took to like a duck to water). Just in case you've been wondering what we've been living on food-wise... well you could sum it up in two words ... bread rolls. They are fantastic. Otherwise it's been some stuff from our pantries plus veg and salad stuff picked up from the mercados.

Off to the ferry
Left Pangane, still tent coverless but wiser and then off to Mocimba da Praia. Stayed at Chez Natalia, most expensive campsite and not that great even though it had a nice view of the estuary. Place was crawling with Americans, we think oil-seekers. OK. we saw about 2 or 4.
Friday 13th saw us heading for Quoinga. Stopped to fill up with gasoleo, put in 1.7l and that was that! Empty. Drove to the beach and had a look around as a delivery was imminent, bought rolls still no diesel so headed off. Getting great consumption from Tom Cruiser at the moment but then we are not really going over 90kms an hour. So around 11-13 l/100kms. Not too shabby, Nige!
At Quoinga it was Lenny the leopard's birthday. He seems to have got younger, he turned 2, (oh no then 4 because we had a nice "4" candle). Kaz, Reb and I sang "Happy Birthday". We stayed with the missionaries, Andre and AnneMarie. What fantastic and hospitable people and what a challenge they face in a staunch Muslim area.
Managed to contact the ferryman and had a time 12 oclock on Saturday. Up and out and off to the border, having picked up another 20 rolls for the trip. Got to the border post at 9:30 and eventually over 2 hours later got the passports stamped and off we went. Ferry wasn't there yet so we waited along with another car with aid workers who had been waiting since 8 am. In fact they had already crossed the river by boat, caught a scooter to the captains village and got a time from him too. Shows it can be done!

Mambo, Tanzania
Over we went into Tanzania. I drove the ladies' Hilux off the ferry and Kaz caoxed Tom up the steep sandy bank like a star! Note to self; ditch the tow bar it is always catching.

Immigration in Tanz was fine. $50 each for the visa and then a looooong wait for customs. We are now in Mtwara kicking our heels waiting for the 3rd party insurance lady to open her office. A night in Makonde beach and then up the coast to Kilwa. The bushcats are in country number 3!!