If Knysna is the glamorous, beautiful sister of the Garden Route, then Mossel Bay is the working class hero brother. A town of industry, rugged fisherman and oil rig workers, the intermittent patches of attempted gentrification look out of place.
The best part of Mossel Bay is the harbour which is an old-fashioned fishing port and handles little commercial cargo – husky men wander around in yellow waterproofs and white rubber boots, forklifts stacked with canned pilchards trundle around, and the sound of the sea gulls hovering over incoming vessels is deafening.
We had to go to customs yesterday to sort out shipping documents and timed the visit so we could have lunch at the Sea Gypsy Cafe. This bright blue wooden hut, situated just at the harbour gates, has been there forever and is packed every lunchtime. Fish and chips, mussels, calamari, oysters – have your pick of cheap, fresh sea food with an uninterrupted view of the ocean.
Bright blue harbour landmark - The Sea Gypsy Cafe.
Fish and chips washed down with a beer, spitting distance from the sea. . .
The Port Authority bans many activities, but you can't accuse them of being suicide unfriendly.
Going Coastal, Sedgefield 
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