Next port of call was the Sesriem Dunes - a 600km drive! But the reward was an amazing setting for the first of our real bush camps; no-one else in sight except Bertha, the 14 of us and our 3 crew members. Did I say "this is what coming to Africa is all about!" in a previous post? If I did, I was wrong. It has to be about bush camping in the Namibian desert. I loved the feeling of remoteness.
A 4.30 wake-up call the next morning was followed by a tricky climb along the ridge of a sand dune to sit and wait for the sun to rise; the sand was deep and soft. The pictures tell the story. This is the only dune in the area tourists are allowed to climb.
(going up - no-one I know but does illustrate the going)
(forwards)
(backwards)
(downwards)
(sort of upwards!)
The next question was whether to descend the steep way or the sensible way - I chose the sensible way as I had nowhere to keep my camera safe but did wish I had gone the steep way!
Once you have slipped back down the dune, the scenery is still amazing.
(the bottom)
(going back to Bertha for breakfast)
Later on that day we went to Deadvlei, a kind of petrified forest in the middle of the desert - it was both eerie and beautiful.
Altogether quite an emotional day. The Dunes are certainly worth visiting.
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