East Rand Hiking Club
Telephone in Benoni

Hiking becomes a way of life once it gets hold of you. Just one day on a trail wipes away all those boring endless hours in the office, the constant grinding of the traffic and those irksome telephone calls.

Membership is only confirmed once the membership fees are paid. With the current active partnership We trust that forging public private partnerships such as these, will enhance service delivery and ensure that the public protects assets meant to benefit them. Collaborations can only improve the hiking experience of many South Africans who visit our reserves. Build strength in your glutes, quadriceps, hamstrings, and the muscles in your hips and lower legs. Alas our allotted park official had climbed out of bed on the wrong side and had started his work day brushing up Trudy the wrong way. He continued this time consuming trend and almost had his tires deflated (or his face rearranged) by subsequent hikers in the group that just wanted to pay their monies and be on their way. When we arrived at Ngubu hut we were welcomed by well-maintained wooden huts, a loo with a view and an open air shower. As we settled in for the night we enjoyed our luxury items around our braai fire. That evening we drifted off to sleep with the soothing sounds of waves breaking against the shore and dreamt about the wonders to follow. When it was time to get up, the rain had almost stopped and we were hoping not to have any more until the afternoon. From the Kleinbos River, we walked through forest areas towards Blue Bay. The plan was to swim at Blue Bay, but because of the rain we decided to push on to the hut. After walking for some time Scott Huts were suddenly in front of us. We had a late start to the morning and got on our way just before 8 o’clock. The Elandsbos River is the colour of strong black coffee, like all the rivers along the trail. We reached the Elandsbos River at low tide so we were able to wade through the river to the other side with ease. The cliff top is laced with beautiful fynbos which you walk through for about 4 kilometers. We arrived at Oakhurst huts in the early afternoon where we spent the rest of the day leisurely watching the huge waves crash against the rocks and drying our clothes out from the day before. Previous times we had to leave in the dark to do the 10 odd Km’s to Bloukrans to get there for low tide. We did some exploring up river of Bloukrans as it was so low and it is a beautiful river. The shower had been changed and was now just awkward as the left hut could see straight into it and now you can’t see the sea. However, we were soon faced with the serious climb to the top of the cliff up to the viewpoints. As noon approached we became more and more fixated on the cold beers that awaited us in Nature’s Valley. The powers that be have, in their wisdom, changed the end of the trail so that one now has to hike off the beach, back into the forest to go around the lagoon.