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Fish River Canyon - Sesriem - Sossusvlei - Namib Naukluft Desert

In the morning we crossed into namibia. Much the same as South Africa. As one would expect since not that long ago it was a part of South Africa.



Our first night was spent watching the sunset over Fish River Canyon. The largest in Africa and 2nd largest in the world after the Grand Canyon at 161km long and 550m deep. Fortunately for us this part of namibia had alot of rain which meant not only was the Fish river flowing, there was also a lot of plant life.










The next night we camped on the fringe of the Namib desert sand dunes with another spectacular sunset over the sesriem campsite and dunes.



The following morning we rose early to trek up 'dune 45'. At 130m high it required more energy then i was used to mustering at 5 in the morning but it was worth it with an excellent sunrise over the sand dunes, followed by a quick climb down (any way you could) and pancakes for breakfast.



That afternoon was spent on a bushmans walk of Sossusvlei, a dynamic system of forever changing lakes and sand dunes.



That night was spent sleeping under the stars on a granite rock in the middle of the Namib-Naukluft desert. Excellent.

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