Southern Namibia was very dry, flat and with almost no trees. The only place to get
water was in the towns. They were 50 to 100 miles apart.
North Namibia - There
became only trees and rolling hills, but water was still hard to come by. In
the last 90 km to Rundu the culture totally changed. It went from large white
farms to small African villages like this. Normal whites houses to stick huts.
found real Africa!!!
alot more at home here. I probably saw 3-4 women my first day lift up their
skirt and start peeing standing up. I'm on a bike so they can't hear me coming
and I likely look like a person walking in the distance. So I don't know if I'm
meant to see this. Should I wave or look away? It is very weird.
Just some random fun stories from Namibia
One of the valuable lessons I have learn, you always keep
your tent closed. You don't want snakes or anything else going in your tent
when you are not looking. One morning I forgot that and got some coffee with
some South Africans. Brace yourself, what happened next was pretty scary.
When I returned some little song birds had found my banana bread. They didn't
eat much but they shit all over my tent, sleeping bag, pad and almost
everything else. Lesson learned.
The last day
of South Africa
It went so great that I covered that day’s distance and the next
day’s, too. It made me pretty tried by the time I reached the border. The only
camping was eight miles further and into a strong head wind. So I go there and
it takes close to a hour to reach the place. The first campground staff I talk
to tells me they are full and can't take anyone else. It is one of the things I
fear most and a problem we don't have in the USA (most state laws will not allow
a campground to turn away someone on a bike or walking). I asked to see the
boss. We went to see him up in his office. People seeing me with the bike gives
me some credit and allows them to see that I'm not joking around. We start
talking with the boss and he tells me they are full. For some reasons I think
my best argument is that I'm one guy with a very small tent and no car. He
starts to tell about a campground another 10 miles further down the road when
it's hits him. He asked if I was on a bike coming from the south. He said that
he passed me a few days ago and all the sudden I was camping for free!!! So if
you are ever at the border, please stay at Felix United.
Christmas started off well. I had a 130 km stretch of nothing
of Nabimia. No water source for the whole hot and very dry climate period. It
was going to take me 6-7 hours to cover that. My plan was to leave at 2 am and
ride in the cool morning. After 8 am, it goes above 35c which is hot. I
saw so many shooting stars that morning. The stars are so bright in this part
of the world. I took a rest break and left my bike against a tree. When I came
back the flashlight caught a spider the size my hand trying to get a free ride.
The sunrise was amazing that morning. All of my other sunsets and sunrises lack
clouds. This one didn't. It was simply wonderful. You can see the photos below.
It was as if nature knew it was a special day. At around 90 km I meet this
stupid dude walking. How the hell did he get there? I don't know. He didn't
have any water so I gave him my last liter of water. How could I not give it to
him on Christmas? I got the gas station around noon. The whole place is a
ghost town, but for the few drunk local bums.
I meet a local kid and he gives me
a one liter of water. While I'm talking to him, this father and son duo drive
up. These guys are wasted. We talk for a few minutes. They asked for my name 7
or 8 times. Then a cop drives up. The father and son talked with the cop for a
bit. They say goodbye and drive off. The cop just watched or maybe even asked
these guys drive away, even if they were completely drunk. I'm riding on these
roads so I finally make the call to go the 85 km to the next city to get water
today and not wait for the cool of the morning. The 1 liter of water only last
me 20 km. I'm so hot at this point and mouth is completely dry. In this climate
you can’t tell if you sweating or not. This leads me to beg passing cars for
water. Only a few stop and give me water. Thank God for them. I slowly made it
to around 70 km when I just give up and set my tent up next to road for the
night. I few asleep naked in a pool of my own sweat. Merry Christmas!!!
So Balloon Trip
I finally made it to windhoek
and took a break from the bike.
Lucky for me I meet another solo traveler that
wanted to see sossusvlei and swakopmund. Antika wanted to do a hot balloon ride
over the large and beautiful red sand dunes of sossusvlei. So all I know is I
hate heights. I've skydived, been to the Sear's Tower and rock climb, but still
hate being scared like that. At the same time I wasn’t going to miss out on something
like this. I signed up and off we went. We had a bit of good luck. The
campground close by after we got there and the also had room for us. But we did
have any way to contact the balloon tour operator and find out where to meet
them the next morning for the dawn flight. None of the pay phones worked and
none of the nice lodges would let us use their phones. So we woke up the next
morning at 4:20. We had everything back in the rental car and off to the gate
at around 4:50. Then our poor little Volvo got stuck in a couple inches of
sand. So we left the car and walked to the gate. At this point were 10 minutes
late. We walked to the gate and could see and tour bus. We waited there till
5:30. We went back to the campground entrance and started wondering what to do.
We were 30 minutes late and my chill mood was turn in to let's get some sleep
and see if we can go tomorrow.
At this point Antika was surprised that my optimism
had finally ran out and starting to give me a hard time. That was fair because
I had been given a hard time most of the morning about how things will work
themselves out on their own if you let them. Then we heard are you Antika and
Keegan. It was the tour shuttle bus driver and he had been waiting at the other
gate. He raced us to the deflated balloons. It was a amazing landscape. The dry
yellow grass with the black mountains in the background. This made the balloon
ride amazing. I had bought gloves, a hat and jacket, thinking it be cold up
there. It was anything but cold. It is like having a bonfire you can't move
more than 5 feet from. So when the thing finally takes off, you are so scare
because are in a wooden basket hundreds of feet in the air and leaning over the
edge to escape the heat of the flame. All it was amazing and totally worth
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