Almost 4 months in Namibia hasn’t cured my intolerance to
early mornings, but even I have to admit that this barren, deserted landscape
looks incredible at sunrise and sunset. Watching the sun come up as we sat on
top of Dune 45 was stunning, and the way that the light catches the grooves in
all of the sand dunes is both infuriatingly difficult to capture on a standard
digital camera, and infinitely more impressive seen with the naked eye. That’s
my story anyway, and I’m sticking to it.
We then spent the remainder of the morning on a walk through
the desert to Deadvlei – a large, dry pan that is completely and utterly dead.
Trees have stood there for hundreds of years, but are entirely dried out and
look like something out of a Halloween cartoon. The colours are simply
fantastic though, and to see such a unique landscape felt very special. If only
a pesky grain of sand hadn’t snuck into the lens to make a uniform black spot on
all my pictures!
Our journey back to Windhoek took us back to a bakery in the
middle of the desert owned by a man named Moose McGregor, who was very excited
at the arrival of two Scots and was desperate to share his Scottish ancestry
with us. Fortunately, he was also happy to share two extra large pieces of
apple pie for the standard price – most exciting. We also stopped at a cheetah
rehabilitation reserve outside Solitaire for a short drive with the cats. The
foundation has a great ethos, and what their programme offers really is
impressive: although we were only there for a very short trip, it was fantastic
to see cheetahs so legitimately close and was a great way to finish our
Sossusvlei trip before heading up to Zambia!
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