Namibia Adventure 1984

 

Fish River

Fish River

Southern Namibia

Southern Namibia

 

Tucked away in the northwest region of Southern Africa, well below the Equator and between the Kunene River in the north and the Orange River in the south, lies the country of Namibia. Its topography is that of an area with a central highland which drops off in all directions to sandy scrub plains to the north, east and south and to a pure desert area to the west. Also to the west are inselbergs, of which the highest is the Brandberg. The coastline to the Atlantic Ocean is known as the Skeleton Coast due to the number of shipwrecks that have occurred there and the lack of water for sustenance of humans, fauna and flora. Overall the country has the oldest desert in the world.
The earliest inhabitants of Namibia are thought to be the San whose descendants today are known as the Kalahari Bushmen. They lived a Hunter Gatherer existence and flourished in small groups in this vast and desolate country. Later the Khoi Khoi stared moving into the region from the south putting pressure on the San and over time portions of these groups became integrated and in modern times they are known as the Khoi-San Tribe. Later migrations of African Tribes saw the Nama Clan move south from Central Africa. There two distinctive tribes are the Damara and the Herero. They brought cattle farming to Namibia. Even later the Wambo Tribes, thought to have come from East Africa moved in to northern Namibia and they in turn became the dominant tribe of the area and are found in many positions of office in government today.
The earliest European contact with the west coast happened in 1486 when the Portuguese seafarer and explorer, Diego Cao, erected a concrete cross on the coastline near where a seal colony was habited. This was to claim the land for Portugal. The claim however was never followed up but the area became known as Cape Cross and it was a beacon to navigators who in the 15th Century were searching and exploring a sea-route between Europe and Asia.

In less auspicious circumstances we crossed the border over the Orange River from Vioolsdrif, in South Africa, to the small township of Noordoewer, in Namibia some 498 years later. This was the beginning of our Namibian Adventure. We had decided that we would not be camping this time around and that accommodation was the way to go. Our visit coincided with the period after the winter school holidays and we very much had the places we visited to ourselves and on top of that we did not book ahead for any of our accommodation, just relying on pot-luck. The year was 1984.
I had lived in Namibia (known as South West Africa up to 1990) on two occasions in my wandering as a young bloke in the 1960’s and I wanted to go back to show Judith this vast land, its people and the wildlife which present such a colourful atmosphere in this harsh environment

Ai Ais hot springs

Ai Ais hot springs

Rose quartz

Rose quartz

 

Our first stopover was the hot springs of Ai-Ais. The name is translated from the Nama language, to ‘burning water’ or as others put it, an exclamation of hurt as you dipped your body into the waters. The hot springs were only ‘discovered’ around 1850 when a Nama herdsman went to look for a lost sheep. We stayed for two nights luxuriating ourselves in steaming hot sulphur waters of the spring. Close to Ai Ais we visited an area near where there is a natural Fall of Rose Quartz Rocks. A nearby mine has developed an gem industry from it.

Ai-Ais Resort lies at the southern end of the Fish River Canyon. This canyon is reputed to be the second largest in the world after the Grand Canyon of Arizona USA and the largest in Africa, as well as the second most visited tourist attraction in Namibia. It features a gigantic ravine, in total about 160 km long, up to 27 km wide and in places almost 550 metres deep. The Fish River is the longest interior river in Namibia. It cuts deep into the plateau which is today dry, stony and sparsely covered with hardy drought-resistant plants. The river flows intermittently, usually flooding in late summer; the rest of the year it becomes a chain of long narrow pools. The canyon is popular with Hikers and there are a number of 4×4 trails which have been added since we were there. The canyon lies within the Transfrontier Park.

Fish River

Fish River

There is a perimeter drive and we had a good look at the canyon from all of the accessible vantage points and the scenery was breathtaking. There were no barriers at the top of the canyon rim and one had to be careful when walking along the brittle rocks as one wrong step could be dangerous.
On this journey I insisted on taking back roads through Namibia. Our little Suzuki 4×4 was shod with road tyres and I was a bit concerned about the make-up of the roads but they proved to be good hard surface in most places as well as sandy when we got close to the dune country. We only carried 40 litres of water with us, together with an air-compressor, 20 litres of spare petrol, a shovel and some basic tools.
Our journey from Fish River Canyon took us along these hard surfaced roads to the small towns of Holoog, Seeheim, Goageb, Aus, Kolmanskop, and Lüderitz. The town of Lüderitz lies on Robert Harbour with Shark Island a short distance away. The latter became notorious in history as it was a labelled as a concentration camp for the indigenous population of the desert regions in the early 1900’s when the German Colonials wreaked havoc amongst the natives of the land.

German Colonial House

German Colonial House

Lüderitz

Lüderitz

 

Quaint Bottle Store

Quaint Bottle Store

Lüderitz is a small village and shallow harbour port. It was established in 1883 as a trading post, fishing village and guano-harvesting town. In 1908 however diamonds were discovered nearby and the mining of Kolmanskop sprang up in the desert. What followed was a period of extreme riches for both towns. The diamond supply petered out by 1919 and Kolmanskop soon came into disuse and was reclaimed by the shifting desert sands by the 1930’s. Diamonds were discovered again at a later stage along the coast from Luderitz south to the mouth of the Orange River and the area adjacent to the coastline and the sea became known as the Sperrgebiet (restricted area) and has been and access has been restricted ever since. Oranjemund at the mouth of the Orange River which divides Namibia from South Africa, diamond mining has been taking place suince 1936. Diamonds are harvested from the mouth of the Orange River and the adjacent sea. The latest figures show that around 400 kilograms (2000 carats) of diamonds are taken from the soil each year.

Kolmanskop ruins

Kolmanskop ruins

We spent a nice couple of nights in a local boarding house in Lüderitz, with a room to ourselves. By day we drove out into the coastal and desert regions to explore and in the evenings we sampled some traditional German cuisine at the local restaurant. We also drove out to an area just behind the coastal dunes where Gypsum Crystals, also known as Sand Roses, were in abundance.

Sandroses/Gypsum Crystals

Sandroses/Gypsum Crystals

Moving north again we were surprised to see a Front End Loader clearing away the shifting sand from the sealed road. The coastal breezes which blow consistently from the Atlantic Ocean chase the glittering sands across the road on a daily basis and so road maintenance is a daily occurrence.

 

 

We stopped off for drink and something to eat at the Helmeringhausen Hotel which lies in the tiny settlement  in southern Namibia. It was founded during the German colonial era as a farm by a member of the Schutztruppe or German Shooters Infantry. Later it became famous for its Karakul sheep breeding and presently cattle, sheep and goats are farmed here. The Hotel is part of the historic 10,000 ha Farm Helmeringhausen and the whole town is on private property. Another 130kilometres later we were at Maltahohe where we stayed the night.
The following morning as we were fuelling up at the service station I saw some interesting photos on the local notice board. The photos depicted two four wheel drives sliding down a very steep sand dune. When paying for the fuel I asked about the photos and was told the story. Apparently the local Four Wheel Drive Club drove out to Sossusvlei one weekend and made their way around the back of the tallest dune, Big Daddy as it is known today. It took them two days to drive and winch their vehicles to the top of the dune, burying the spare wheels as anchors to get a grip in the soft and sometimes flowing sands, with a great amount of effort, and then they drove down the extremely steep incline with their two Toyota Landcruisers whilst others stood at the bottom of the dune taking photos. When the photographs were developed they sent them to Toyota Motor Company Head Office in Japan and after some months they received a reply that stated that the four wheel drivers had used trick photography to show the descent. Both vehicles had wide sand tyres, V8 petrol engines fitted, as well as dual radiators so as to keep cool whilst working hard on the dune surfaces. We had never heard of Sossusvlei and so we just had to go and see this place.
Maltahohe was once a busy community with the emphasis on Karakul Farming. Most of the Namibian landscape was once thriving with Karakul Farmers. The grasslands, interspersed with thorny acacia are very good for the raising of the Karakul sheep. The latter breed was introduced to Namibia in the early 1900’s. Qorocal(Karakul) Sheep are named after the city of the same name in the Province of Buhkara in the Central Asian country of Uzbekistan. Very young Karakul lambs are prized for pelts and normally designated lambs are slaughtered before they reach 24 hours of age. The newborn lambs have a tight, curly pattern of hair and they will lose their black colour and soft, tightly wound coils of fur if the slaughter is delayed. Dark colours are dominant and lambs often darken in colour as they age. In another life, some 20 years prior to this adventure, I was a Karakul Pelt Buyer for an agricultural company.


Our travels now took us to the small town of Sesriem. A short distance on our way out from Maltahohe we stopped to take a photograph, and then spied a kind of haze in the distance. At this stage there wasn’t a breath of wind on this still morning but things were soon to change.

Real desert landscape

Real desert landscape

Dust storm approaching

Dust storm approaching

Dust storm

Dust storm

 

The wind hit us with force as we closed in on the haze. It was a dust storm! Immediately the paint was stripped from the top of the bulbar of the Suzuki and the hard grains of sand were pitting the windscreen. I slowed down to a crawl as visibility soon became similar as to driving into a pea-soup fog. The little car was being rocked from side to side. My mind raced. We had never encountered a sand storm before and what were we going to do? As we entered between some low conical hills I saw some ruined walls through the haze. I did a U-turn, found an old dilapidated entrance gate and drove in to the lee side of the blow. But that wasn’t any good as the wind was still rocking the car. Then I saw some more buildings a little further on and drove in between two structures, only to find two four wheel drive trucks parked there. I parked alongside one, got out and ran across to the rear door of the building which resembled a house and knocked on the back door. A very surprised hunter opened the door and I explained our predicament to him and he invited us into this house.

The back door of this rudimentary farmhouse was the entrance to the scullery and the hunter and his employee were busy cutting up an Oryx antelope which he had shot the night before. He was expecting a group of hunters within the next few days, and was making preparations for their arrival. After introductions and explaining that Judith was not literate in the Afrikaans language we all settled down to speaking in English and chatting over a cup of tea. The hunter mentioned that he was having trouble cutting the meat off the Oryx as he had mislaid his boning knife. Judith just happened to bring one along and lent him her Swibo. He was very happy with this turn of events. Meanwhile the wind raged outside unabated. We were told that the radio weather forecast had predicted strong winds for three days. The hunter’s employee had a shovel and a wheelbarrow in the house and had to scrape up all the sand every hour or so and dump it to the leeward side of the house as sand blew in through every known crevice under doors and through ill-fitting window frames.
The day wore on and we started on the beer and wine around 4pm and drank a fair amount whilst sitting around the large dining room table talking about their and our travel experiences. We shared our food with the hunters. We were shown to our bedroom later on which was quite neat except that there was a small hole in one of the window panes and the sand blew in there regardless. We had sand in our hair, sand in our bed, sand in our clothes. I managed to plug the hole with a piece of rag. The next day passed and as we had little to do after lunch apart from sweeping sand out of the house we started on the supply of spirits. We had a jolly time. The wind, however kept up its driving force. On the morning of day three the wind suddenly abated and we decided that we should now leave these poor hunters in peace especially after we had depleted most of their alcohol supplies. We said our grateful thanks and goodbyes and were once again on the road. The journey through to Sesriem was now uneventful though the dust haze was still there. Before taking off in the morning I had to check the air filter of the Suzuki for any sand ingress and spent time cleaning it out. At Sesriem there was no information on Sossusvlei even though it lies within the Namib Naukluft National Park. There were a few buildings but we could see no life or information signs apart from a small sign pointing in the direction of Sossuvlei. Some faint wheel-tracks led in that direction. I dropped the tyre pressures of the Suzuki’s tyres and we made off in a westerly direction. Sossus is a Nama word for dead-end, and vlei is the Afrikaans word for marsh. The Tsauchab River, when it flows, has its flood-out in Sossusvlei which prevents any waters from reaching the sea.
Engaging four wheel drive was a necessity as we drove the 40 kilometres into the valley. The sand dunes seemed to tower over us making us feel very insignificant. In modern days the dunes all have names but in those days all we could do is to look in awe. The highest dune is reported to be 383 metres in height above the desert floor. It is virtually impossible to walk up the face of the sand dune. Access is possible if you walked along the ridge but you need strong legs. We had the whole valley to ourselves for the time we spent there. I drove right to the end of the floodout and eventually got the Suzuki bogged in a sand drift. It was time to turn around.

Steep dunes

Steep dunes

Endless sand

Endless sand

Desert trees

Desert trees

 

Tsaucab river Floodout

Tsauchab River Floodout

 

 

 

 

Big Daddy 383m high (notice our Suzuki and me in the foreground)

Big Daddy 383m high (notice our Suzuki and me in the foreground)

 

We stayed the night at a B&B in the small town of Solitaire and the following day we had a leisurely drive along the graded gravel road which runs along the foothills of the Khomas Hoghland Range of Mountains.The range rises upto 1000 metres above sea level and is quite spectacular on its western side. It is home a to a variety of wild animals including Leopard, Cheetah, Zebra, Oryx, Hyena, African Hunting Dog and the diminutive Klipspringer antelope. When we toured through that area Big Game Hunting was in its infancy but now it is a fully fledged industry.
Whilst driving and admiring the scenery I suddenly became aware that I had a fully grown Oryx antelope running parallel to our Suzuki at around 40kilometres per hour and less than 20 metres away. Suddenly it veered towards us and I had to brake hard so as to avoid a collision. Throwing up stones from its hooves as it galloped past the front of our car it gave us a furtive look!

Running Oryxes

Running Oryxes

Oryx

Oryx

Ostriches

Ostriches

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Soon after wards a herd of Ostriches stepped high across the road. When we entered in through the national park we spent some time look around the Kuiseb River, which only flows when it rains, and found some ancient rock art. The river is ephemeral and due to continuous drifting sands blown north by the coastal winds which deposit sand in its bed the river only reaches the sea when in flood. On one side of the river the desert sands prevail and on the other side a barren rocky country. We diverted on to a track that took us a short way in along the Kuiseb Canyon. Some hardy trees and shrubs grow in the river bed but otherwise the scenery is moonscape.

Kuiseb Canyon

Kuiseb Canyon

Walvis Bay has a colourful history of annexation by various colonies and including South Africa commencing at the beginning in 1793 but it eventually was transferred back to Namibian sovereignty in 1994. It has a natural deep water port and features the very rare and mild variation of the arid climate. Walvis Bay receives an average of less than 10 mm of rain per year, making it one of the driest cities on the planet. Despite the fact that it has an arid climate, Walvis Bay seldom gets very hot or very cold, an extremely unusual feature for a city featuring this climate. This is primarily due to cold offshore currents. Temperatures average around 24°C during January, the warmest month and around 17°C during July, its coldest month.

Walvis Bay Harbour

Walvis bay Harbour

Diego Coa, the Portuguese Navigator, used the harbour as early as 1497. Walvis Bay is home to a great variety of sea birds, marine life and whales. A unique experience is the adventurous 48 km drive to Sandwich Harbour, a freshwater lagoon surrounded by dunes, and a favourite amongst anglers and ornithologists. A four-wheel drive is a necessity. The track is not in all parts easy to recognise. Some stretches go through soft sand, and the last bit one has to walk. You have to inquire about the tides as at high tide there is no way long the route as the dunes just slope down steeply right into the water. As most sealed roads were constructed by using roadbase covered by salt and then rolled the vehicles around Walvis bay and Swakopmund need to be well prepared with anti-rust formula before being sold. Vehicles which come in from elsewhere and stay would normally have a lifespan of two to four years as the rolling sea fogs combined with the salt plays havoc with iron or steel. I saw a well rusted Landrover in Walvis Bay and although it was built with aluminium body panels anything metal was rusted.

Out from Walvis Bay we visited an area where the very unique Welwitchia plant is found. Welwitschia mirabilis is endemic to the Kaokoveld Centre; the population is distributed southwards from the Nicolau River in southern Angola, to the Kuiseb River in Namibia and up to 100 km inland of the coast. The area is extremely arid with the coast recording an almost zero rainfall, while less than 100mm of rain falls annually below the escarpment in the wet season from February to April. Populations tend to occur in ephemeral water courses, indicating a dependence on ground water in addition to precipitation from fog. Some plants are said to be 1500 years of age.

Welwitchia mirabilis

Welwitchia mirabilis

Welwitchia stamens

Welwitchia stamens

 

 

 

 

 

Our next port of call was Swakopmund, the capital of the Erongo administrative district. As a seaside resort, the weather is cooler here in December and January. The city is situated in the Namib desert. Swakopmund is a beach resort and avery good example of Colonial German architecture. It was founded in 1892 as the main harbour for German South West Africa, andmany inhabitants are still German-speaking today. The Herero called the place Otjozondjii. The name of the town is derived from the Nama word Tsoachaub (excrement opening) describing the Swakop River in flood carrying items in its riverbed, including dead animals, into the Atlantic Ocean. The German settlers changed it to Swachaub, and when in 1896 the district was officially proclaimed, theversion Swakopmund: Mouth of the Swakop, was introduced. Captain Curt von Francis founded Swakopmund in 1892 as the main harbour for the Imperial German Colony—The deep sea harbour at Walvis Bay belonged to the British. The founding date was on August 8 when the crew of gunboat Hyäne (‘Hyena’) erected two beacons on the shore. Swakopmund was chosen for its availability of fresh water, and because other sites further north such as Cape Cross were found unsuitable. The site did, however, not offer any natural protection to ships lying off the coast, a geographical feature not often found along Namibia’s coast.
When the first 120 Schutztruppe soldiers and 40 settlers were offloaded at Swakopmund, they had to dig caves into the sand for shelter. The offloading was done by Kru tribesmen from Liberia who used special boats.Woermann-Linie, the operator of the shipping route to Germany, employed 600 Kru at that time.
Swakopmund quickly became the main port for imports and exports for the whole territory, and was one of six towns which received municipal status in 1909. Many government offices for German South-West Africa had offices in Swakopmund. Soon, the harbour silted up, and in 1905 work was started on a wooden jetty, but in the long run this was inadequate. In 1914 construction of a steel jetty was therefore commenced, the remains of which can still be seen today. After World War I it became a pedestrian walkway.

Swakopmund Jail

Swakopmund Jail

Swakopmund Railway Station

Swakopmund Railway Station

Caravan Park

Caravan Park

 

Out from Swakopmund, on the road to Usakos, the old steam engine named Martin Luther is abandoned in the desert. The “road locomotive” was brought to German South West Africa by First Lieutenant Edmund Troost of the Schutztruppe for use for freight service between Swakopmund and the interior of the country, for which ox wagons had been used. The route had insufficient grazing for the oxen because of droughts and seasonal conditions, and a great many oxen died along the way.

 

Martin Luther

Martin Luther

In order to remedy this situation, Troost purchased a steam locomotive in Germany in early 1896 and had it shipped from Hamburg in Germany to Swakopmund. However, at its destination it was found that the offloading facilities could not cope with the locomotive’s weight of 14 tons, and the ship continued to Walvis Bay, where the locomotive could be offloaded.
The locomotive then remained in Walvis Bay for the next four months, as Troost had other obligations in Cape Town. When Troost was able to attend to the matter again, the engine driver hired to drive it had already left for Europe again. The engine was then driven by an American and later a Boer to Swakopmund over the next three months, with the engine sinking in sand almost every 50 metres. Enormous quantities of water were also required for the operation of the locomotive. In Swakopmund, only inadequate service was available, and very few spare parts. However, the engine transported a few loads to Nonidas and to Heigamchab. At the beginning of 1897, due to incorrect handling, the engine ground to a halt about 4 km outside of Swakopmund, and was abandoned there. A local resident Max Rhode is said to have said in a gathering in the Bismarck Hotel the following words: “Did you know that the steam ox is called Martin Luther now because it can also say — ‘Here I stand, I will go no further”. Thus the engine gained its present name, although recent scholars have doubts as to whether Luther ever did utter these words. The engine has been restored twice, first in 1973, and more recently between 2000 and 2004. After the second restoration job, a protective house was built for the engine, as it was by then apparent that the frequent mists of Swakopmund would quickly damage the engine again.

We stayed in Swakopmund for three nights and then started on our journey up along the coast to the small fishing village of Henties Bay. The road was still made of salt. A short way out we saw what looked like Flamingos in the distance and as there were no roads our nimble Suzuki soon negotiated the sandy terrains so that we could get a closer look.

Pink Flamingoes

Pink Flamingoes

Pink Flamingoes

Pink Flamingoes

We did a short stopover at Henties Bay. Then it was still a ramshackle town with squatters beach houses arranged in a rough fashion of a town. Twenty years before a mate and I spent a weekend there with some real wild people. Our host then had a small Cessna Plane and took us all out for flights over the sea and surrounding area. Once, when I was a passenger, he flew so low over the water that the propellor’s draught threw salt water on to the winsdscreen.
Cape Cross lies a further 46km to the north. Diego Cao, the Portuguese Navigator, landed here in 1486 and erected a cross at this spot. In Portuguese this cross is called a Padrao.
The inscription at the foot of the cross reads “In the year 6685 after the creation of the world and 1485 after the birth of Christ, the brilliant, far-sighted King John II of Portugal ordered Diego Cão, knight of his court, to discover this land and to erect this padrão here”.

Cape Cross

Cape Cross

Cape Cross is also famous for it’s Cape Fur Seal Colony and in 1984 you were able to crawl behind a low barrier wall to take photos of the mass of seals. This is the largest breeding ground of Cape Fur Seals in the world and and estimated 80,000 to 100,000 seals may be there at any given time. The seals and their guano, are exploited but not in this area which is a declared Marine Park. Creeping up on our bellies with cameras in hand we were almost overcome by the stench of the Guano(seal shit)but after an hour or so we smelled the same as them and noticed no difference.

 

The ever present Black Backed Jackal hovering around the seal colony waiting to scavenge

jackal

Jackal

Hardy plants grow in the desert regions of Namibia and some are unique to the area

Prickles

Prickles

Aloe Euphorbia

Aloe Euphorbia

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Camelthorn Tree

Camelthorn Tree

Candlebush

Candlebush

Halfmens Pachypodium namaquanum

Halfmens Pachypodium namaquanum

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now we backtracked to a gravel road that took us out past the small town of Uis, in the shadow of the Brandberg Mountain, Namibia’s highest. The Brandberg is home to the world famous White Lady rock painting. Being also situated on the main road between the coast and the Damaraland interior there is s reasonable amount of traffic and Uis manages to eke out an existence based almost entirely on this traffic passing through the area. There is a small supermarket, guesthouses, bakery and a petrol station, together with a few other small shops. Nearby is the UIs Tin Mine.

Brandberg Mountains

Brandberg Mountains

A short way to the west of Uis we visited the Brandberg Mountain. This is the spiritual site of the San Bushmen Tribe. It is a 60 minute walk to get to the art site which is located in the Tsisab Ravine. It is claimed that there are over 40,000 art sites in the Brandberg complex of ravines and mountains. There is conjecture about the naming of the ‘White Lady’ as archaeologists are of the opinion that the painting is a misnomer and maybe that of a Phoenecian Warrior. General consensus is that the paintings are around 2000 years old but others state it could be up to 20,000 years.

The White Lady

The White Lady

In the distance from the Brandberg another geographical feature may been. The Spitzkoppen, a group of bald granite peaks stand out dramatically from the horizontal desert plains.

Spitzkoppen

Spitzkoppen

After our hike into the Brandberg we were quite exhausted and made for the town of Khorixas where we stayed the night in a B&B. Early the next morning we set out to drive to what is locally known as the Petrified Forest. Millions of years ago tall trees were washed down in a riverbed and once stuck in the mud where they lay they eventually turned into stone as the land dried out over time. One tree trunk is 42 metres in length

Petrified tree

Petrified tree

Petrified tree

Petrified tree

After leaving Khorixas we drove on a north easterly direct and slowly but surely left the desert regions behind. Now Thorny Acacia, Camelthorn Trees, Baobabs, dwarf shrub savannah, woodland savannah and grasslands. Many properties were fenced off with Cyclone fencing due to an ongoing territorial dispute between indigenous people and the colonial government at that time. Care had to be taken on roads as now we were entering into country where elephants roam. Our journey took us through the towns of Outjo, Otjiwarongo, Otavi and Tsumeb, where we stayed overnight.

 

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