A Lot of Sand

For the past few days, we've been camping in the Namib desert, Soussuvlei to be more specific.  Let's just say that it's very hot. We arrived in the campsite before sunset, and watched the sun sink over the hills, using the lighting to take interesting pictures.

The next day we drove a bit to a sand dune called Big Daddy, aptly named, as it is taller than the Port Hills. We climbed up it, although only got to halfway before we became utterly exhausted, then rand back down the side, which was very fun. AT the bottom, there was a large silt pan called Deadvlei, which is full of petrified trees. We wandered around that for a bit, desperately looking for some shade.

The next day we got up before sunrise (ugh), so we could watch it from the dunes. We didn't go as far as Big Daddy, instead we went to one called Dune 45. We didn't get there before sunrise, but we climbed it when it was cool, and then ran down, and then climbed another one, and then ran down. We spent a good part of the day doing that.

After that we headed for a canyon, where we had lunch. As the afternoon went on, we headed down. It wasn't anything as spectacular as the Grand Canyon, or similar, but it was cool nonetheless. We reached the end and clambered up some rocks, and while on our way down, Torin came close to stepping on a snake, which shook him up a bit.

Now we're in a funky campsite with lost of cool scrap statues, a Grey African parrot that likes to imitate us, and a handful of kittens. Also, two tame(ish) springbok. We leave for the coast tomorrow, after a long day of driving.