Tony, the boys and I took a drive out to Igoda beach yesterday afternoon, just for fun. It was quite late in the afternoon already and we could not stay long, but we took our cameras, romped around on the sand dunes a bit, tried out a homemade sandboard that didn't work, and generally just had a "winter outing to the beach." I haven't been to Igoda in years, but used to go to Igoda with my parents often when I was a kid. My parents used to like fishing there, and I would run around on the sand dunes, or try catch a few fish in the rock pools - further along the beach, as the first bit of beach is just beautiful sand and ocean. My mother used to put red ribbons in my hair in case I wandered off a little too far, she would be able to spot me easily (and reel me back in) :)
The route seems to have changed somewhat, from what I remember. Obviously it's still leave East London and travel past the East London airport, but now it's straight down into Winterstrand, then turn right at the bottom, drive along the coast through the little Winterstrand residential village, then as you start to head away from the ocean again, turn left onto a little dirt road, that ends in a small parking area at Igoda beach.
Zooty's Igoda story and photos
Igoda beach, near East London, and not far from Winterstrand
As you walk down onto the sand at Igoda beach,
this little village and lagoon is off to the right, a bit magical, like Brigadoon.
Zooty (11) and Basti (12) stand on rocks at Igoda Beach. The beach itself is long and beautiful,
without any rocks unless you walk pretty far along the beach, but these rocks (and ideal fishing area)
are immediately off to the left as one walks down from the little Igoda beach parking area.