After leaving the rubber workers, the road wound through the hills towards Cape Three Points. At times it was fairly rutted and bumpy.
Sometimes it dwindled to a mere track among the weeds.
These kids waved madly as we passed. This neighborhood is certainly poor and even untidy, but I’d find this a far preferable spot to live in than Takoradi.
We arrive at last at the Cape Three Points lighthouse.
The scenery is lovely.
The lighthouse guardian urged me to climb down here and get a view from the edge of the rocks. No, thanks!
One of the three points of land which can be seen from this place.