Anton knew the way, so we took the new route out of the reserve which was quick. But both guys were complaining of heavy legs so the posse opted to stop at Glen Edward for some of Sheila's famous soup. This did the trick as Skinny's legs started firing again and we made good time to Masakala, arriving at 15h30. (Anton opted for a more leisurely cruise as he wasn't feeling too well)
With a bungalow to ourselves, I got to sleep inside and bags were prepped and ready before 7pm bedtime.