These guys I met on my first Otter trip in 2005.



Arriving the first day in Ngubu hut, I was told that the first hut was already fully occupied. Being wet from the drizzle, teethgrinding I carried on walking to the second one. Getting there I was just about to hear the same story again, when I switched from english to afrikaans.



The guys were in for a big surprise hearing a german guy speaking their mother language. It did not take long and the ice of first encounter was broken, welcoming me heartwarming in their group.



Leon, the guy to front right, helped me later when I insured my knee at Blue Bay and carried my backpack and his own one up Cliftons Bank. I really felt at home from the beginning with this group from the "Pretoria Dapper Stapper Klub".