I’ve heard it said that you can divide the world into three groups: mountain people, plains people and sea people. Well, I’m a sea person. This doesn’t mean that I spend my free hours on the beach or in a boat – far from it – but whether on holiday or at work, I generally end up positioning myself within easy reach of a coastline, or, at the very least, a tidal estuary. So it was hardly surprising that when we were offered a spot on a 4x4 MegaWorld club trip to Bilene, my diary miraculously cleared itself for the dates in question. The fact that I’d be driving 4x4 MegaWorld MD Deon Venter’s fully-kitted out FJ Cruiser was the cherry on top of a cake I’d have gladly eaten anyway.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with Bilene, it’s a small town some 100 kilometres north-east of Maputo as the crow flies. You turn off the EN1 at Macia and drive 30 kilometres coastwards. Bilene hugs the northern shores of Uembje lagoon towards its western end; the lagoon itself is a saltwater body which tracks parallel to the coastline behind a tall headland of vegetation-covered dunes. Think Langebaan but without the enormous, deep ocean mouth and you’ve got the general idea.
On a previous visit to Bilene, I’d spent time in the town and done a beach drive to the south. Th ough it wasn’t a long visit, just a couple of days, I pretty much assumed that I had the place fi gured out – lagoon, 2M beer and beach, with a change of sequence for variety. However, on this visit we wouldn’t be staying in Bilene and this is when it all started to get rather interesting. Our destination lay on the lagoon’s southern shores, almost due east across the still waters from the town, at a lodge-to-be. Two of the 4x4 MegaWorld club members, Klaus Fischer and Johnny Aucamp, were busy building a lodge there, and while it was far from fi nished they’d generously agreed to host the 4x4 MegaWorld club for a week. The other side of the lagoon is about an hour’s drive from town; the first section of dirt tracks back and forth through the grassland to the east of Bilene, but then the trail swoops down to the lagoon, and your road becomes the strip of white sand just above the water’s edge.
While one can hardly accuse Bilene of being a bourgeoning metropolis town (especially out of season), once you’re away driving along the lagoon’s edge it’s rapidly apparent that you’ve entered into a territory where clocks tick to an even slower rhythm. The last settlement of any size is the small village of Nhabanga which lies pretty much on the most easterly end of the lagoon. From here onwards you’re driving on the other side of the lagoon, in a south-westerly direction again.
The fringes of land along the water’s edge are punctuated by tiny settlements including campsites, beach bars, small resorts and coastal bush – it’s hardly developed at all. On this side of the lagoon, in contrast to the relatively straight sweeps on the opposite shores, you’ll discover five distinctive bays, each with its own sentry pair of needle-like promontories jabbing out into the lagoon’s deeper water; whether this topography is a result of current, wind, tide or a combination of the three is diffi cult to say, but in my view it imbues these shores with more of a sense of place or identity than those on the town side. I’ve stayed in many lodges over the years but this was the first time I’d visited one midway through its construction. Obviously one can’t pronounce judgement on facilities when they are half complete or not even built at all, but I can tell you this, the 12 chalets dotting the hillside are beautifully positioned. You’re not on top of your neighbour, the views from the windows and sheltered decks are worth the price of admission alone and the dimensions of the rooms are large and accommodating. Nghunghwa Lodge has the makings of a great destination, and things would have to go dreadfully, dreadfully wrong for this venue not to live up to its early promise when it opens in December this year. See the panel elsewhere in this article for more information.
Klaus and Johnny have been careful to integrate their venture with the local communities. Besides the obvious long-term employment opportunities, the two partners are also working to provide a dredging operation to broaden and deepen the lagoon’s mouth in order to attract more marine life and allow the region to more fully enjoy the cleansing effects of the ocean tides. What’s more, they’ve built a borehole for the local village and sponsored the resident football team with kit. Honourable initiatives one and all.
If you really want to, you could spend your days swimming in the lagoon or the pool, going on boat trips, or just chilling with a cold 2M close at hand, but if you’re at Bilene in your 4x4, there are some great off -road drives on off er. We tackled the first of these soon after our arrival; a drive through the headland east of the lodge brought us to the dunes overlooking the ocean. There’s easy access to the beach from here but you’ll need permits or permissions; we had some fun tackling the steep dune slopes of the exit route. A number of the club members were inexperienced on this terrain but soon earned their sand epaulettes. Th ough Toyotas (4.0 V6 Hilux and Fortuners) were the most popular weapons of choice, other club members put in solid performances in their Colts, Jeeps, and Geländewagens. Th e most memorable trip for me was a drive to the south-west, to the so-called southern lakes of Lagoa Muandje and, further on, Lagoa Pati.
Although there aren’t more than a handful of restaurants on the seaward side of the lagoon, Nghunghwa Lodge has something special to off er, but to reveal more here would spoil their forthcoming launch. Instead, I’ll tell you about another venue called Villa n’Banga, which lies on the eastern end of the lagoon near Nhabanga village. Ensconced beneath enormous trees it’s a venue that looks pleasant enough during daylight hours but at night the coloured lights are switched on and this venue turns into the type of place where you plan to pop in for a quick sundowner and then end up staggering out of an hour or two before sunrise the next day.
Their menu is fairly limited but the none of the area’s specialities are overlooked. Th e bar off ers a variety of cocktails, some of which arrive in a freshly shucked coconut; beware, they go down real easy. Best of all, if you speak to the barmen nicely, they’ll lay down some cool reggae tracks. It ain’t a party until the boere boogie to Bualo Soldier. While restaurants are in short supply on this side of the lagoon, you’re never far away from a bar. Some are more rustic than others – simple wooden structures with a couple of battered seats. Others are more established and off er all the spirits you’re used to seeing back home. Whichever type you choose to visit, you’ll fi nd they have two things in common: cold 2Ms and sticky seats. Once you sit down with the still waters in front of you, you’ll fi nd it very diffi cult to come up with a reason to get up and go somewhere else. Which in a way sums up the Bilene experience for me. I once heard war described as being long periods of boredom punctuated by brief moments of sheer terror. I’d like to think that you could describe life on Bilene’s lagoon in a similar, but more positive way. Long periods of blissful relaxation punctuated by short spells of sheer pleasure. It’s as laid-back or as thrilling as you want it to be. Whichever you choose, Bilene delivers.