AFRICA TRIP
Early to Mid April 2007
To Southern Namibia and Windhoek
Sooner or later all things come to an end and we had to leave and
listen to the sound of rubber rolling on bitumen. Now we were heading
north on the BIG drive north to Egypt!
Stopped at the town of Clan William which is on
the Oliphants River and is the heart of quite a large irrigation scheme.
It's an old town – the jail being dated ‘1808'. Headed to the Dam
Resort , (GPS 32°11'40”S 18°53'10”E) which is just south of
the dam wall on the edge of the man-made lake and which offers good
camping and accommodation.
The lake was near empty but is very popular with the ski boat fraternity
as it is supposedly the best lake in South Africa for water skiing.
The amenities were quite good – toilets and showers, hot and cold water,
lawn campsites, taps everywhere and all for about R65/vehicle – the
best price we've found yet!
The country got drier as we headed north and ‘quiver bushes' started
to appear on the mountain sides – they seem to like the rocky slopes.
Flocks of goats, which were never common, were even scarcer and a few
mines began to appear.
As we got closer to the border the country became more dramantic as
we headed towards the Orange River valley. Got to the border and went
thru all the dramas of clearing customs, declaring and claiming VAT
and then on the Namibia side of the border paying our road tax, and
entering the country.
Headed off on the C13, (the Engen servo right at the junction) which
follows the Orange River – which is the border with South Africa and
Namibia and for the first few km it is blacktop, the LH side of the
road being mainly green and lush with irrigated orchards and crops;
the RH side of the road and being away from the river being quite hilly
and as dry as a chip!
The road turned to dirt and while in very good condition (like we
found with all the dirt roads in Namibia last trip) it was very dusty.
Still the scenery got more rugged and spectacular as we pushed on,
the road clinging to the river for most of the way, although it did
deviate at one point to climb over a ridge before again rejoining the
river.
We checked out a track down to the river and found a large sandy river
flat at GPS 28°4'23”S 16°56'16”E and set up camp for
the night. The setting was quite dramatic; the Orange River flowed
strongly past just 50 metres away, a ribbon of green scrub and bush
lined the remote waterway while all around us rugged and rocky and
bare and dry mountains surrounded us.
Next day we crossed the divide and almost immediately the country
improved to near flat grasslands, broken by the mountain outcrops of
bare harsh rock hills. For the most part these hills or mountains look
like islands in a sea of yellow grass – quite spectacular really but
you have to remember we are at the end of their rainy season, so by
October these grassy plains will be just stony hot bare desert!
As we got closer to Rosh Pinah there was more signs
of mining and just on the outskirts of the town we hit the bitumen.
The town was a typical mining town – albeit African style but the homes
for the workers looked new and were well painted (green being predominant)
and spread out in ordered files. Just up the road from the town was
the shanty town of tin huts and shacks for those hoping to move up
to better accommodation one day. The town has a caravan park (pretty
bare and basic and meant for contract workers more than anything I'd
guess), a small but busy Engen servo and a general store.
The blacktop continues all the way to Aus (not shown on any map we
saw) and from there we picked up the main highway to Luderitz. As we
got closer to Luderitz – and at about the 30-40km mark the country
became barer and much harsher with much less grass. The wind picked
up and was soon blowing at gale force from the south. Sand was streaming
across the road in places and about 10-15km from town drifts were starting
to build up across the blacktop. Dust clouds filled the air and visibility
was down to less than 1km.
Got to Luderitz and drove thru town to Shark
Island camping to see what it was like. Very different
campsite located on the rocky point that helps protect the harbour.
A lighthouse and tower crowns the top of the ‘island' while a monument
to the areas pioneering ‘heroes' is located just inside the campground.
The camping area has facilities with good large sites, BBQ and wash
troughs in small shelters but they are all unprotected in this howling
wind so, being complete chickens, we headed back to a café and had
lunch where we decided we'd find a self-catering cottage or something.
It was a hell of an introduction to the historic diamond town of Luderitz
but it just had to get better even though one of the locals warned
us that, “It gets a lot worse – sometimes the visibility is down
to just a couple of metres and you can't see over the bonnet of your
vehicle.” Great!
When we left late next morning it was a balmy autumn day and the town
and its surrounds looked a lot better. Even the animals thought so
and as we headed to Windoek we saw the famous ‘wild horses' of Namibia
as well as groups of springbok and groups of ostrich.
Got to Windoek which is by all accounts the ‘smartest
looking capital in Africa. We were here 18 months ago and it is a pleasant
city of just 300,000 people. Found our way to the hotel we were staying
at and found our friend, Gay, who had arrived in from Australia the
day before.
Checked out the small Daan Viljoen Game Park on the
outskirts of Windhoek and was surprised to find that it was centred
around a small dam which made a fine backdrop for the small camping
area and the self-catering chalets that you find here. Located only
20km from the heart of the city it would make a pleasant and handy
stop over. There were even a few animals - Mountain Zebra, Wilderbeest,
Hartebeest, Springbok and even giraffes.
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