Watching the sunset from the dunes at Sards in Port Elizabeth is becoming just as popular as the sunset on Signal Hill in Cape Town.
It is sad to see Port Elizabeth’s beaches empty in summer due to Covid19, but whether empty or full of sun worshippers, they stay exotically beautiful.
So the beaches have been closed by our brilliant government leaving the kids to looking longingly at the Covid infected sandy areas from the safety bubble of the walk literally meters away.
At least they could enjoy the sunset and the view at dusk and weren’t chased away by the brave police force taking their lives into their hands by making sure the dangerous general populous looking at the beach think of going down there like they did all along the Nelson Mandela Bay coastline yesterday. Even harassing people taking a break on benches overlooking the sea while they were nowhere to be seen when my neighbor and her children were hijacked and robbed at Walmer township dropping off her domestic. The priorities in this country is totally skewed. Let me go get on a fully loaded taxi with its windows closed and driver not wearing a mask to walk around a crowded shopping centre. Apparently is safer than going for a walk on the beach or through a nature reserve.
The top of Pollok Beach, spelled without a “c”, with the lollipop beacon in the background.
Pollok Beach was named after the Hotel Pollok that used to stand where the present Summer Seas complex is today.
As development slowly started to happen in Summerstrand in the 1920s, Mr. J. Graham Wilson took advantage of a stipulation that this specific site could be developed as a hotel and constructed Hotel Pollok. Being Glaswegian, Wilson spelt the word Pollok without a “c” which was the custom in Glasgow, his home town. This hotel was officially opened for business on the 28th October 1926. The hotel’s name was later changed to the Summerstrand Hotel.
December is the start of summer which means that, obviously, we celebrate a beach Christmas rather than a white one like in some parts of the Northern Hemisphere. Today is anything but a early summers day though. The south-easterly is pumping properly, the sea looks lank angry and foam is being washed and blown onto the beach.
I took a drive down to Pollok Beach and found the beach by the gap in the rock covered in snow… Well, not actually snow, but lots of white foam. Closest to snow we’ll get down here in PE
For the last week one waking up out of a Rip von Winkel sleep could easily have thought it was summer here in Port Elizabeth. It’s been hot and humid. We headed down to Schoenies this afternoon and rather than just getting our feet wet, we went for a swim at the Tanks. First swim of the season.
There is nothing more fun for a kid, and I say kid liberally as some of us adults are still kids at heart as well, than to go and climb the Maitland sand dune on a Sunday morning. Even better, take an old boogie board or carton box along and go and slide down the dune.
And if you don’t have one of those, just run full tilt and jump.
One of the things I missed most under lock down is going for a walk, and with that I don’t mean taking the dogs for a walk around the block. With restrictions lifting a bit and being allowed to go for a hike again, I’m keen to get into one of the nature reserves around PE and to hit a trail. What I miss most though is a long walk on the beach, sand between my toes, the sun on my face and the wind in my hair… or rather what’s left of it.