This is where I spent the last 5 years of my schooling, i.e. teenage
years.
It is here that I grew to love the outdoor life, camping (
sans
tent) under the starlit skies (I've not seen skies quite like it
since), beautiful sunsets, wildlife spotting (we spent many a school
holiday in Etosha National Park), collecting crystals that were in
abundance, the magnificent landscape of this vast unpopulated country
(stark at times, but stunning). Other memories - welwitschias, petrified
forest, amazing sand dunes, blue blue sky, an abundance of space and
wildlife.
Erongo Mountains -
"the
volcanic Erongo mountain range rise 2,320m above sea level. This
roughly circular massif, dominates the flat plains west of Omaruru
and gives the Erongo region its name. The Erongo Mountains are flanked
by the Namib Desert to the west and a mixed, woodland savannah to the
east. The mountain is an eroded relic of a volcano that was active some
140-150 million years ago. It collapsed in on its magma chamber,
allowing the basin to fill with slow-cooling igneous material. The
resulting hard granite-like core, that withstood the erosion, washed
away the surrounding rock."
Brandberg Mountains - "A
notable landmark for early Namibian explorers was a soaring mass of
granite, known as The Brandberg. The 'fire mountain', is so called
because of the effect created by the setting sun on its western face,
which causes the granite massif to resemble a burning slag-heap glowing
red. The Damara name for the mountain is Dâures, which means 'burning mountain', whilst the Herero name, 'Omukuruvaro' means 'mountain of the Gods'."
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Me (wearing Mickey Mouse) and my sister |
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Khoi cave paintings |
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Me in the middle |
Our campsite
Fast forward...
We booked a river rafting holiday of approximately four days one Christmas. We drove from Cape Town to their
main camp on the Orange River in Namibia. It took a day to get there
(approximately 1,000 kms).
Our son, who was only 4 years old at the
time, stayed with my mum, but we took our daughter with us and were in
the company of my father, brother and his wife and a few of their
friends. We celebrated Ashlee's birthday on the river. Best birthday present ever!
We had a fab time sleeping under the stars and spent all our time in swimming costumes. It is one of the best holidays I've had.
I
think the scariest part for me was riding the rapids. We had to go one
at a time and our guide stood on top of a large rock in front of us
guiding us with hand signals. The water was flowing so fast that when we
got to the other side our kayak was filled to the brim with water. We
didn't sink but we had to do a lot of fast water bailing!
Orange River - "
The Orange River (Afrikaans/Dutch: Oranjerivier), Gariep River, Groote River or Senqu River is the longest river in South Africa. It rises in the Drakensberg mountains in Lesotho, flowing westwards through South Africa to the Atlantic Ocean. The river forms part of the international borders between South Africa and Namibia and between South Africa and Lesotho, as well as several provincial borders within South Africa."
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My brother and father |
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Base camp |
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We slept on this lawn the night before we left |
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Greg and my father |
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Greg, Trevor and my father |
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Checking the rapids |
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God's thumb print |