Cape Cross Travel Blogs

The great thing about Namibia is that as you drive through the country the scenery changes constantly. And with the scenery also the weather. As we left the Kalahari and headed towards the coast, the weather got colder. Where cold air of the South Atlantic Benguela current mixes with the dry h…

Only woke up when Jacob came up the rock and told us the restaurant was nearly closed (!). We hurriedly packed up and descended the rock, a very motley crew, especially Tam in her multi-coloured striped thermals from head to toe! Had porridge with treacle for breakfast and left Spitzkoppe at 7am. A…

Namibia, Botswana and a few days in Zambia and Zimbabwe

After the so exciting and relaxing 2 days at Swakop, it was time to resume the trip. Next stop would be Cape Cross, better said the colony of it. Not humans, but fur seals. The smell welcomes you at the gate. Well, some little house from where you can walk to the coast. Some human made bouleva…

To get to cape cross we had a lot of nothingness to cross, unfortunately we had a problem with the truck and were stuck in the baking heat in the absolute middle of nowhere for a good 2-3hrs. This wasn't the kind of place you want to break down in as we were on a road that i would guess is only rea…

After 18 days of trekking, we finally came to our destination on the Altantic Coast. Cape cross is also known as the seal colony as you can see a dozen millions of stinking seal enjoying themselves on the beaches.

2002 undergraduate study abroad trip during my junior year at Pomona College. I spent 4 months living with several families in Botswana, 1 month assisting on a TB surveillance at a refugee camp I was living at, and finally 1 month traveling around neighboring countries, mostly on my own.

A 4 weeks journey through Namibia, with a rental 4WD

Before making our way to Cape Cross and teh seals we spent one night at a half way spot called Spitzcoft (wrong spelling) it was an amazing an beutiful place, a national park with no animals set on the very edge of the dessert. There are hugh rock like mountains/hills, where supposedly leopards hid…

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