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Day 21: Monday, 13
August 2012
Sesriem, Namibia
We got up for sunrise, and it was interesting to see the
traffic jam of cars waiting to get into the park. They were streaming in, one
after the other. We joined the line of cars driving towards the dunes for
sunrise. However, we turned off early to go to the dune we had visited the
evening before. The dunes looked amazing all lit up by the sunlight. After
breakfast, we set off into the national park in the direction of Soussvlei. On
route, we stopped off and climbed up dune 45, so called because it is 45km from
Sesriem. It was so windy, and people’s caps were blowing away. We could hardly
look up when we were climbing up, and it wasn’t possible to take a photo near
the top. We didn’t walk up all the way – it was just so difficult to see where
you were going , and given my fear of heights, the wind wasn’t helping in this
situation. Everyone was experiencing the same problems, and no one ventured to
the top.
After that, we continued on towards the 2WD carpark. Here, you can walk
to hidden vlei, another dune with a low lying plain. We decided to first get
the 4WD shuttle 5km away to dead vlei and soussusvlei. Our first stop was dead
vlei – a commonly photographed spot in Namibia, and probably what most people
think of first. It was a 1.1km walk through the dunes (and wind), so not too
bad! Even though there are many people about, you honestly feel like you are
the only ones there – well, actually, after a while, we were the only ones
there. We noticed this as the day went on. Most tours and private vehicles tend
to stream into the park before and at sunrise, and then leave surprisingly
early. So at 2pm, we were practically alone in dead vlei – it was brilliant.
Total silence…until the helicopter arrived. You can do a scenic flight over the
dunes, and out of nowhere this helicopter arrives, hovering really low over the
flat pan. You almost expected someone to start speaking through a megaphone at
us.
We walked back to the shuttle bus stop and took the next shuttle to
Soussvlei, a few kilometres away. We decided not to climb the dune, but
instead walked around the small lake in front of the dune.
It was quite unusual
to see some water – everywhere else is just sand, and it gets everywhere,
believe me! We arrived back at the carkpark (after a fun-packed 4WD trip
through the sand), and Esben decided to walk to hidden vlei. The whole area was
so quiet now – there were only about 10 other people around. I decided to stay
at the car park and wrote some of the blog and to enjoy looking at the
surrounding dunes. Esben came back in just over an hour, and he had taken some
amazing photos of the dunes on his walk. He said that there was no one else
around – just him and the dunes, which was something we couldn’t believe. The
colours are truly amazing at this time of the day. We set off back to the
campsite at about 4.30pm, enjoying the sunset on the drive back. That morning
we had cooked lunch and dinner, so it was nice to get back and have dinner
ready. It was a very enjoyable day to see the dunes, climb some of them, and to
take in the beauty of the very harsh surroundings. It will be an early night ,
I think, as we plan to be up for sunrise, and have a good bit of driving
tomorrow. Next stop: Lüderitz.
Sesriem, Namibia – Lüderitz, Namibia
We woke up for sunrise again, and drove to dune 45. It was
very cloudy this morning, which was probably only the second time since we’ve
been travelling. Therefore, it was difficult to see the sun, and the dunes were
only partly lit up. That said, the dunes were still breathtaking to look at!
When we arrived at dune 45 we noticed something a lot different to the day
before. There was practically no wind. Some tour groups had already started to
climb the dune, and some were already at the very top – something we were
unable to do yesterday. It was nice to just sit and take it all in, and to
watch the sun move along the dunes. By 9am we were ready to get going. We set
off on some gravel roads, and even thought most of the journey was on C roads,
they were actually quite good. We drove from dunes, through valleys, around by
the mountains – the scenery was constantly changing, and it was simply
stunning. The clouds had cleared, and we had clear, blue skies once again. We
stopped a few times to stretch our legs, and we were quite surprised to see
some water on the road in two spots. Luckily, it wasn’t too deep on either
occasion, and we could drive through it easily. The final part of the journey
(150km) was on a really good tarred road, which made driving a lot easier. We
passed through a town called Aus, and then the next stop was Lüderitz
on the west coast.
About 20km west of Aus, there are some ‘wild horses’ that
live in the desert. Through interested parties, an artificial waterhole has
been created, and it is the only source of water for the horses. We stopped off
at a viewing point, and were lucky to see four horses drinking from the
waterhole, and wandering around the area. Supposedly, they can go without water
for 5 days, which is quite unusual for a horse. There are different stories about
where the horses came from, some saying that they were the horses belonging to
the German army in the early 20th century. Anyhow, they are slightly
smaller than standard horses, thinner (in general), and can survive in extreme
conditions. There had been talk of taming the horses, or removing them from the
desert, as some people thought that they were destroying the desert ecosystem
(not sure I understand this one!), but they have been allowed to stay.
And after a short stop, we were back on the road to Lüderitz. There were warning signs for
sand and wind the whole way in, and the sand started to blow across the road,
but it wasn’t until we were 2 km from the town and saw the sand ploughs on the
road removing the sand, that we fully understood the kind of harsh place this
really is.
We were camping at the aptly named ‘Shark Island’ very near the harbour, and had an amazing view of the sea and the harbour – we were perched out on a peninsula, and with that came a strong wind! After setting up the tent we drove back into the town to get some dinner, but thought that this might not happen, seeing as the town seemed to shut down at 6pm sharp. Luckily, we found a bar/restaurant that opened at 6pm called Barrels, and were happy enough to enjoy a Winhoek lager and to order home-cooked food from the menu. I had read about one of the dishes – Eisbein and sauerkraut. It’s the leg of a pig with crackling – and I had heard it was a meal for two; they weren’t wrong! Luckily, we could get the rest to take home, because even after his fish dish, Esben wasn’t able to finish it off! Oh well, at least we had lunch for tomorrow. When we got back to the tent that night, the wind had picked up, and the tent was shaking uncontrollably. I couldn’t seem to fall asleep and while looking up at the tent, it seemed like there might be two gorillas standing outside just constantly shaking the tent. I must have finally drifted off asleep, but when I woke during the night, the tent was still shaking in the same manner. Will this ever stop?? Oh wait, I think that’s rain too :o) And only for the second time during the trip.
We were camping at the aptly named ‘Shark Island’ very near the harbour, and had an amazing view of the sea and the harbour – we were perched out on a peninsula, and with that came a strong wind! After setting up the tent we drove back into the town to get some dinner, but thought that this might not happen, seeing as the town seemed to shut down at 6pm sharp. Luckily, we found a bar/restaurant that opened at 6pm called Barrels, and were happy enough to enjoy a Winhoek lager and to order home-cooked food from the menu. I had read about one of the dishes – Eisbein and sauerkraut. It’s the leg of a pig with crackling – and I had heard it was a meal for two; they weren’t wrong! Luckily, we could get the rest to take home, because even after his fish dish, Esben wasn’t able to finish it off! Oh well, at least we had lunch for tomorrow. When we got back to the tent that night, the wind had picked up, and the tent was shaking uncontrollably. I couldn’t seem to fall asleep and while looking up at the tent, it seemed like there might be two gorillas standing outside just constantly shaking the tent. I must have finally drifted off asleep, but when I woke during the night, the tent was still shaking in the same manner. Will this ever stop?? Oh wait, I think that’s rain too :o) And only for the second time during the trip.
Lüderitz, west coast Namibia
Rain had stopped and sun was shining the next morning. We
were going on a trip to the old diamond-mining town, Kolmanshoop, which is now
nothing more than a ghost (tourist) town. We had purchased the permits the day
before, and the tour began at 9.30am. Security is very strict around these
parts, as some of the area is still active mining territory, but most of it has
moved more to the south at the border with South Africa. Our tour guide was
great; he even played and sang a song on the piano to demonstrate the good
acoustics in the casino hall. We were shown around the old town, and then afterwards
we could wander around to the different buildings ourselves. It was quite eerie
to wander into houses which are now half filled with sand because of the
surrounding deserts.




By 1956 everybody had left the town and the diamond mining town had already relocated. It was very interesting to see the ice factory, butcher and bakery buildings, and how they carried out their day to day duties, which would be conducted very easily nowadays.
We left at about 12.30pm and headed back to Lüderitz town. On our way back to the camp site we passed by a sign for fresh oysters, and both of us were a)hungry, and b)in the mood for seafood. So we stopped in, and ordered some fresh and grilled oysters. The great thing was that it was an oyster bar in a working fish factory, right at the sea, so you knew that the oysters were definitely fresh! They tasted yum, and we couldn’t believe how cheap they were!!



After our seafood stop, we headed
out along the peninsula to go for a walk in the sunshine. First, we stopped off
at Grosse Bucht where there was a small shipwreck and a good reason for this –
the waves were huge and fascinating to watch. We then headed for Dias Point,
where there is a lighthouse and a cross to mark where a Portuguese explorer
(Dias) had stopped in 1428. This whole area was breathtaking, and we could have
watched the powerful waves crashing against the rocks all day. We got back into
town just in time to grab a cup of coffee and to share a huge slice of yummy
caramel cake – we have noticed that cake slices are so big here, and half the
price. Dangerous territory! This evening it wasn’t windy at the campsite, so I
think both of us slept a bit better.

By 1956 everybody had left the town and the diamond mining town had already relocated. It was very interesting to see the ice factory, butcher and bakery buildings, and how they carried out their day to day duties, which would be conducted very easily nowadays.
We left at about 12.30pm and headed back to Lüderitz town. On our way back to the camp site we passed by a sign for fresh oysters, and both of us were a)hungry, and b)in the mood for seafood. So we stopped in, and ordered some fresh and grilled oysters. The great thing was that it was an oyster bar in a working fish factory, right at the sea, so you knew that the oysters were definitely fresh! They tasted yum, and we couldn’t believe how cheap they were!!
Lüderitz, west coast Namibia – Hobas,
Fish River Canyon, Namibia
We left Lüderitz via the coffee shop (!) and
headed east towards our next stop – Hobas, which is the campsite at Fish River
Canyon national park. This canyon has been described as the second biggest in
the world (after the Grand Canyon in the US), so we were both looking forward
to seeing it. Esben hadn’t seen a canyon of this size before, but I had been to
the Grand Canyon twice and Colca Canyon (Peru) once. I enjoyed each of these
trips before, so I was sure that I would enjoy this trip too. We drove along a
really good road most of the way to Hobas, and to be honest, there weren’t many
cars or people about. That was one of the things that I was looking forward to
on this trip – the huge empty spaces that you just don’t find in Euopean
countries. The last time I encountered it would have been in 2007 in the US
when we were in Arizona and Nevada, or in Australia in 2005 before that. At
times when we are driving around Namibia, it feels like we could actually be driving up the centre of
Australia. The landscape probably changes every 30-40km, and each time I’m
intrigued by what I see (you can tell from the number of photos we’ve taken!!).
We turned off the main road at Seeheim, expecting it to be a small town, but actually it just consisted of a hotel, located deep in the valley. We headed down (looking for a petrol station), but ended up staying for lunch and a cold beer (and coke), and were told that petrol was available 80km along the road and a themed road house. The town of Seeheim was quite a busy place when the railroad opened in 1928, but after world war 2, things changed, and most people moved on. However, the hotel remained open until 1970, and then closed until 1990, when it once again was up and running. Given the size of the country, it’s not surprising that there are such isolated hotels and road houses, but I really don’t know how people do it. I guess you just get used to it.
We headed off from
Seeheim, and arrived in Hobas campsite at around 4pm. This allowed us to set up
our tent, and to drive the further 10km to the canyon. The sun would be setting
about 20 minutes after we arrived, and they say this is a bad time to see the
canyon – we understand why. The sun is shining right in your eyes, so it is
very difficult to actually see the canyon. However, once you do, it takes your
breath away. We walked up to a ‘sunset’
spot, and once the sun went down, the clouds were a lovely red colour. We drove
back soon after (the 10km bumpy road) and enjoyed some South African wine.
We turned off the main road at Seeheim, expecting it to be a small town, but actually it just consisted of a hotel, located deep in the valley. We headed down (looking for a petrol station), but ended up staying for lunch and a cold beer (and coke), and were told that petrol was available 80km along the road and a themed road house. The town of Seeheim was quite a busy place when the railroad opened in 1928, but after world war 2, things changed, and most people moved on. However, the hotel remained open until 1970, and then closed until 1990, when it once again was up and running. Given the size of the country, it’s not surprising that there are such isolated hotels and road houses, but I really don’t know how people do it. I guess you just get used to it.
Fish River Canyon,
Namibia
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