Mutiny? Well not quite, but once some of the younger members realised that we were oh so close to Swakopmund and Dune's Backpackers ie soft proper bed and party time, but instead we were going to spend yet another cold night out camping in the sandy desert it was ....
I'm glad and I'm sure that most of them were as well pleased that we did spend just one more night camping amongst the red granite smooth rocks in this ancient part of Namibia, Spitzkoppe is also known as Matterhorn of Namibia rising some 600 m above the flat surrounding land. It reminded me a bit like Red Rocks in Morrison, Colorado, America.
A short walk to see some rock paintings one had to wear closed shoes for fear of snakes or scorpions. Coming from a country where we have no poisonous animals like snakes, this was a novel departure. Actually I didn't see one snake or poisonous animal out in the wild on my whole trip.
Again with literally no light spillage from near by village, we had a wonderful starry night with several shooting stars. The peacefulness and stillness ... yes, you can just hear the music coming from the distance local village but soon this little bit of noise disturbance was lost amongst the overall beauty of this place.
Up early well before sun rise to be amongst the rocks was magic for me as again the skies colours every slowly changing from being pitch black, to dark blues, reds and pinks and reflecting amongst the cotton wool clouds. Sorry that I am boring you with posting so many sunset and sunrise photos on this trip! These are but a few!!!!
Then away to Cape Cross on the Atlantic Ocean and to be amongst the thousands of smelly, noisy fur seals before the short drive down the coastal road with sand dunes on either side passing some of the many many ship wrecks into the German influence city of Swakopmund and several days R&R in another real bed.
So from last night's sunset to this morning's sunrise amongst Spitzkoppe's red granite rocks with the ancient rock art drawings to now facing the strong Atlantic on shore wind with being for thank goodness spending only an hour amongst the really, really, smelly fur seals; having crossed across from one side of the African continent from the Indian Ocean to the Atlantic Ocean, Capetown doesn't seem that far away and the end of the trip seems only a short distance away. Signs of homesickness? No, just knowing with the fur seals that the animal part of this African journey is finished, it is just the even more ancient Namib-Naukuft desert sand dunes that lies ahead of us before the drive down to the bottom of South Africa to Capetown and journey's end.
Spitzkoppe - Matterhorn of Namibia
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Spitzkoppe, Kunene, Namibia