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Nous sommes partis un mois au Laos et au Cambodge en janvier 2006. Voici le récit de notre voyage au Cambodge et quelques informations qui vous aideront peut-être pour un futur voyage. N’hésitez pas à me demander des précisions, je m’efforcerai de répondre.

La partie Laos du voyage est là : http://voyageforum.com/v.f?post=462746

Budget et préparatifs : Vol Paksé-Siem Reap préacheté par Internet sur LaoAirlines avant notre départ (86 $). Visa Cambodge payé 20$ à l’arrivée à Siem Reap; Vol Phnom Penh-Bangkok acheté 50 € sur le site Internet de Airasia. Retour Paris : vol GULFAIR Bangkok -Paris (avec une escale à Bahrein) acheté 620 € sur le net en novembre 2005 chez Ebooker. A la même époque un vol direct sur la Thaï coûtait 900 €..

Argent : On est parti avec des dollars et des travellers en dollars, plus une carte VISA. Change sur place d’environ 4 000 riels pour 1 dollar. (Pour des raisons de commodité j’indiquerai mes prix en dollars).

En fait, les riels ne servent pas à grand chose et le change dans la monnaie locale est inutile, voire désavantageux; ici le dollar est roi et les riels servent souvent de petite monnaie pour les sommes inférieures à un dollar.

Hors budget avion, hors visa, et hors “galère” de fin de voyage, nous avons dépensé sur place 850 $ pour deux personnes pendant 18 jours, y compris les cadeaux.

Guide :

On est partis avec le Guide du Routard 2006/2007. En général les infos sont bonnes, mais très succintes. On aurait dû avoir en plus le Lonely Planet, plus complet.

Santé :

On avait fait le choix, mais ce n’est pas un conseil, de ne pas prendre de traitement anti-palu. En presque trois semaines au Cambodge, on n’a jamais vu beaucoup de moustiques. Question grippe aviaire, il est impossible d’éviter les volailles vivantes : elles sont partout en liberté dans les rues, en quantité impressionante. On s’y est très bien habitués.

Téléphoner en France : Nous avons beaucoup utilisé Internet sur place. On peut aussi téléphoner en France dans les cyber cafés, à des prix dérisoires. Certains touristes avaient leur téléphone portable au Cambodge. On peut aussi utiliser la carte FranceTélécom au Cambodge.

Journal :

Vendredi 20. Arrivée au Cambodge

Décollage de Paksé au Laos à 7 h 40. 50 minutes plus tard, nous sommes déjà au Cambodge, à Siem Reap. Les formalités de visa sont aussi simples qu’au Laos. Nous prenons un taxi avec un américain désargenté qui se joint à nous pour partager les frais (5$ pour aller en ville).

Sur notre route, nous verrons de très beaux hôtels. Nous avions choisi et réservé par mail le Red Lodge (Réf. GR). Il est situé près du vieux marché, mais légèrement en retrait, ce qui sera beaucoup moins bruyant. C’est une grande bâtisse d’un étage, type maison bourgeoise, avec un petit patio sur le côté pour y prendre le petit dej. Nous choisirons finalement une chambre avec air conditionné au premier étage (12 $ avec petit dej).

On change nos dollars en riels dans une banque (3 9 00 riels pour un dollar). On trouvera mieux par la suite. Premier repas près du marché.

D’emblée, ce qui frappe, c’est la circulation assez dense et plutôt anarchique. Beaucoup de deux roues, des voitures, et des tuk-tuks. Autour du marché, beaucoup de cafés-internet, d’agences de voyage, de bars et restos pour touristes.

Nous y achetons le fameux livre de Maurice Glaize sur Angkor (5$) ainsi que “Le portail” de François Bizot sur le génocide des khmers rouges. Ces deux livres sont en fait des photocopies. Avec toutes les pages!! Jusqu’ où va se nicher l’univers du “faux”.

Notre chauffeur-guide Meas (connu sur le forum ) nous attend comme convenu à notre hôtel. Nous discutons avec lui de notre programme pour trois jours. Et sans plus tarder nous partons avec son tuk-tuk pour notre première visite.

Temple de WATBO. Magnifiques peintures murales que nous découvrons quand le moine ouvre les volets du sanctuaire. Temple de ATVEA : Deux ados qui vivent chez les moines se proposent de nous guider dans ce temple. L’un des deux avait commencé à étudier le français, mais il a dû arrêter car il ne pouvait plus payer 5$ par mois.

Musée d’une fondation pour l’enfance crée par l’ONG Krousar Thmey, (sur la route des temples côté droit après l’hôpital Jayarvamanmi). Cette fondation scolarise des enfants des rues, des orphelins, des enfants sourds, et leur assure une formation professionnelle. Présentation très didactique du Cambodge dans ce musée, En une heure de visite, on a un aperçu du pays que l’on visite, de ses ressources, de ses capacités, de ses difficultés. Idem sur leur site Internet (http://www.myfriend.org/krousar-thmey/cambodge.htm).

Achat des pass pour trois jours de visite des temples (40$ + une photo). Attention, ils sont en vente à partir de 17 heures seulement pour le lendemain. Par contre, on peut les utiliser dès le jour même (on gagne une soirée).

Et première visite d’Angkor What.

Les qualificatifs vont me manquer, mes commentaires pouvant être vite redondants, voire inutiles, je m’abstiendrai donc à propos des temples. Et je ne peux que recommander encore un fois la lecture sur place du livre de Maurice Glaize. Les descriptions des temples sont très détaillées et fort intéressantes.

Première soirée à Siem Reap. Dans les rues, on croise beaucoup de personnes estropiées, amputées des jambes et parfois des bras ou des mains à cause des mines anti-personnelles. Beaucoup d’enfants des rues errent pieds nus, certains “travaillent” à ramasser les canettes de coca qu’ils iront revendre pour une poignée de riz. On savait tout cela, mais le voir est encore plus terrible.

Le plus terrible est sans doute de voir deux mondes, deux planètes se croiser sur le même trottoir et s’ignorer. Les mendiants, les enfants des rues sont comme transparents; ils paraissent invisibles aux yeux de beaucoup de touristes ( un peu comme les SDF chez nous ?).

Samedi 21 janvier. Angkor

Journée avec Meas pour visiter les temples. Meas est chauffeur de tuk-tuk et parle français ( ainsi que l’anglais et le russe). En écoutant travailler les guides et en lisant, il a appris les bases sur chaque temple. Ensuite nous lirons les détails sur place avec le livre de Glaize. Dans cette journée, nous aurons visité :PRASAT KRAVAN, BANMEY KDEY, TA PHROM TA KEO, THOMMANON, BAYON, BATHUON, le Palais Royal, la Terrasse des éléphants.

Le midi, nous mangeons dans une petite échoppe en face d’un temple. Nous y goûtons une spécialité khmère : l ’amok. C’est du poisson coupé menu, cuit dans un wok avec un légume vert qui a de très grandes feuilles un peu comme les épinards, le tout arrosé de lait concentré sucré et de lait de coco. Délicieux.

Mireille profite une fois de plus de la proximité immédiate de la cuisine pour prendre une leçon avec la patronne qui se plie volontiers à sa demande.

Après le repas, Meas nous racontera très pudiquement que son père qui était médecin et sa mère sage-femme ont été tués par les Khmers rouges. Pour échapper au même sort, il a dû déménager dans une autre ville. Et raconter qu’il était orphelin, qu’il n’avait jamais connu ses parents et qu’il était obligé de vivre chez les moines car sans aucune ressource. En se faisant passer pour illettré - quand les Khmers rouges l’ont “testé”, il a saisi le stylo de la main gauche pour rendre son geste plus maladroit - il a pu sauver sa peau!

Le soir ballade dans le vieux marché. Manque de chance pour nous, les rues sont complètement défoncées pour cause de gros travaux. Dans de profondes et larges tranchées parfois nauséabondes, des hommes, des femmes aussi travaillent à installer de grosses canalisations. Quelques uns sont les pieds nus.

Dimanche 22 janvier. Angkor

Encore une journée à visiter d’autres temples avec notre guide. Cette façon de visiter nous convient parfaitement : nous restons dans les temples le temps que nous voulons, nous nous déplaçons sur les sites sans chercher notre chemin et la compagnie de Meas, toujours très rieur est très agréable. Nous profitons des pause-repas pour discuter avec lui de la vie actuelle au Cambodge.

Nous verrons aussi des touristes visiter les temples à vélo, ou sur des vélos électriques loués sur le site. D’autres encore avec des moto-taxis.

Temples visités ; PHNOM BAKHENG, BAKSEI CHAM KRONG, PREAH KHAN, NEAK PEAN, MEBON ORIENTAL, TA SUM;

Ballade du soir dans les rues à restos et bars pour touristes : une de ces rues (“rue de la soif”) est interdite le soir à la circulation; à chaque extrémité un policier y interdit l’entrée aux tuk-tuks, enfants des rues et aux mendiants. On n’est pas loin de la “réserve”, ou du ghetto pour touristes hyper protégés! Malaise....

Ici, la rue, c’est avant tout le bruit. Et surtout celui des motos et des tuk-tuks pétaradants. C’est le bruit principal de la rue sur lequel s’accordent les autres, celui des voitures, des camions et de quelques klaxons. Quand on marche à pied, il faut ajouter à cette musique de fond assez forte les appels de chauffeurs de tuk-tuks “hello sir, tuk-tuk ?”, hello papa, tuk-tuk ?”, sans oublier les voix des jeunes filles qui accrochent le client à l’entrée des restos “Good food here, very cheap”.

Lundi 23 janvier. Angkor

Journée grand circuit avec Meas. Comme le ciel est couvert de nuages et que nous essuyons même quelques gouttes, la température a chuté d’au moins dix degrés, ce qui n’est pas plus mal pour la longue journée de tuk-tuk qui nous attend (Meas propose aussi ce circuit en voiture).

Avant de prendre la route, nous nous arrêtons à une échoppe qui vend des billets de bateau. Grâce à Meas, nous payons 22$ pour la traversée Siem Reap-Ventiane avec transfert depuis l’hôtel au lieu des 23 $ proposés par notre GH.

Arrêt ensuite à une “cabine téléphonique” : c’est en fait quelqu’un qui fait payer l’utilisation de son portable. Et en moins de temps qu’il ne faut pour le dire, notre chambre à Phnom Penh est réservée.

Visite des temples de PRE RUP, BATEAY SREI, BANTEY SAMRE, GROUPE DES RULOS.

Les déplacements pour les temples sont assez propices pour observer la campagne, l’architecture des villages avec les maisons sur pilotis, les plus pauvres en palmes tressées, d’autres en bois.

Comme nous sommes en janvier, nous ne verrons presque jamais le vert si tendre et si particulier des rizières. Au contraire, les parcelles ne sont que champs de paille coupée et très seiche où viennent paître les buffles et les vaches en général assez maigres.

Dans les villages, toujours beaucoup de volailles en liberté ainsi que des petits chiens qui font l’adoration des enfants. La végétation est vraiment luxuriante : beaucoup de cocotiers, des manguiers en fleurs (dans un mois ce sera la pleine saison), des papayers, des arbres à noix de cajou, des jujubiers, des longaniers et bien d’autres arbres que nous ne saurons pas identifier.

On verra aussi la récolte des fruits de certains palmiers, leur pressage pour en obtenir un jus, la cuisson de ce jus qui donnera le fameux sucre de palme.

Sur les routes, les petites motos sont toujours les plus nombreuses. Elles sont toutes japonaises et valent ici entre 1 100$ et 1 300$. Elles sont très robustes puisqu’elles peuvent transporter jusque trois adultes qui se serrent sur la longue selle. Ou bien une famille avec deux enfants : un enfant assis devant le papa les mains sur le guidon, un autre enfant entre le papa et la maman. Sans oublier la variante papa devant, maman derrière assise en amazone avec bébé dans les bras.

Les motos servent aussi à transporter des marchandises. Nous en croiserons une qui transportait au moins vingt canars accrochés par les pattes à des morceaux de bambous fixés sur la selle. Et une autre avec deux cochons vivants, le dos attaché en travers de la moto, les pattes en l’air.

Et quand on ajoute une remorque derrière la moto, l’éventail des marchandises, leur volume transporté s’en trouve décuplé.

L’essence, très chère dans les stations service (presque 1$ le litre) est vendue aussi par des revendeurs d’essence de contrebande venant de Thaïlande; sous un abri de fortune, s’entassent au bord de la route des bouteilles en plastique ou en verre remplies d’essence.

Nous faisons nos adieux à Meas et le remercions pour ces trois jours passés avec lui.

Publicité gratuite : Meas THOEUN measthoeun@yahoo.com Tél. : 855 16 862 117

Mardi 24 janvier. Journée tranquille à Siem Reap

Petite ballade à vélo empruntés à la GH dans les rues animées de notre quartier.

Ici beaucoup d’activités sont effectuées dehors. Les maisons construites en retrait de la rue possèdent un jardin ou une courette. Et cet espace sert souvent de cuisine, de salle à manger; on y accroche le hamac pour la sieste. On y fait la lessive, on y lave les enfants dans une cuvette. Une table en bois, quelques chaises en plastique, et voilà un salon pour causer, bavarder avec ses voisins.

Idem pour les petits commerçants qui utilisent le “trottoir” davant leur échoppe : selon la nature du commerce, on y cuisine, on répare les motos, on les lave à grand jet d’eau, on y coupe les cheveux, on y manucure, on y pédicure...

Apparemment l’intérieur des maisons semble réservé au sommeil et à la nuit.

Le premier élément de confort, après l’électricité est bien sûr la télé, captée par des antennes râteau hissées en haut d’un immense bambou.

L’eau courante est plus rare, ou sous la forme d’une pompe à main dans le jardin. Sinon, il faut aller la chercher. La cuisine se fait souvent au feu de bois ou au charbon et l’on voit souvent des paysans ou leurs enfants partir chercher à vélo le précieux fagot. En ville à Siem Reap nous verrons aussi quelques dépôts de bouteilles de gaz.

L’assainissement et le traitement des ordures ménagères sont assurément deux problèmes énormes qui restent entiers. Certes en ville, nous croiserons plusieurs fois des hommes et des femmes juchés sur d’énormes camion-bennes malodorants; le visage protégé par un large foulard ils y entassent les sacs d’ordures que leur lancent leurs collègues depuis le trottoir.

A la campagne, et aussi en ville les habitants font aussi brûler les ordures sur le trottoir. Tous ces efforts réels sont encore très loin d’empêcher les décharges sauvages, les tas d’ordures dans les fossés, les égouts à ciel ouvert et les millions de sacs plastique sur les routes ou dans les rivières.

Dès qu’ils travaillent les jeunes veulent acheter un téléphone portable ou une moto. Ils sont nombreux dans les cafés Internet à “chatter”. Et si l’école est en théorie obligatoire et gratuite, beaucoup d’enfants ne sont pas scolarisés.

Déjeuner au “Sala Baï” (Réf. GR), resto d’application d’une école hôtelière gratuite et destinée à des jeunes défavorisés. Cette école a été créée par l’ONG française “Agir pour le Cambodge”. L’école sélectionne sur dossier et sur entretien une centaine d’élèves de plus de 17 ans, dont 70% de filles, sur 500 candidats. Pendant 10 mois dont pratiquement la moitié en stages d’entreprises, ces jeunes vont apprendre les métiers de la cuisine et de l’hôtellerie, avec leurs profs cambodgiens et deux français expatriés. Ils trouveront du travail à la sortie de l’école.

La salle de resto est joliment décorée et nous avons été servis par des élèves, sous l’oeil vigilant mais pas toujours sympathique d’un professeur. Le repas y est excellent : poisson vapeur et porc sauté aux légumes, servi dans de belles assiettes bien décorées. Café expresso et tarte au citron pas très locale pour la gourmandise.

Le Cambodge est dit-on le pays où il y a le plus d’ONG. Personnellement nous y avons vu des écoles, centres de santé, orphelinats, centres pour enfants aveugles ou sourds, Enfants du Mékong, Agir pour le Cambodge, et d’autres ONG cambodgiennes qui luttent contre la prostitution forcée d’enfants et de femmes. Nous avons même vu un médecin d’une ONG faire des consultations en ULM!

Mercredi 25 janvier. Phnom Penh

Les chants et la musique de la mosquée voisine, ceux des coqs et le stridulement des premières cigales ont eu raison de notre sommeil bien avant que notre réveil ne sonne à cinq heures.

Nous avalons rapidement un petit dej dans la cour de notre GH afin d’être fin prêts pour notre départ en voiture, direction l’embarcadère, programmé à six heures.

6h 05, 6h 10, 15, 20... Alors que nous étions prêts à partir avec un tuk-tuk que j’étais aller chercher, notre minibus arrive finalement à 6h 30. Il s’arrête encore au pied de trois hôtels pour d’autres touristes. Au dernier arrêt, cinq allemands et leur guide local se demandent, perplexes, comment ils vont pouvoir monter tous à bord. Finalement les deux plus corpulents ( c’est un euphémisme...) s’installent à côté du chauffeur et les trois autres sur les strapontins restés libres. Reste sur le trottoir le guide qui s’apprête à prendre une moto-taxi; mais finalement les occupants de la banquette arrière lui proposent de les rejoindre. La fenêtre s’ouvre, le temps que le guide se faufile dans le véhicule; no problem.

Sans doute en retard sur son horaire, le chauffeur avale les kilomètres jusqu’au débarcadère à grande vitesse, avec force coups de klaxon pour contraindre vélos et motos à se ranger devant notre passage.

Une piste cabossée, défoncée a remplacé la route. De chaque côté, d’infâmes cabanes ou vivent dans une crasse immonde des familles de pêcheurs. Plus nous approchons, plus l’odeur devient insoutenable : le poisson est entassé à même le sol dans des caisses en bois, prêt à être chargé dans des pick-up. Quelques caisses seulement sont recouvertes de glace.

Au milieu de ce fatras, et assaillis par des femmes qui vendent de la “Vache qui rit” et du pain, nous nous faufilons jusqu’ à l’embarcadère. Une planche étroite y fait office de passerelle. Sitôt montés à bord du bateau déjà bondé, aussi bien à l’intérieur que sur le pont, nous comprenons vite qu’il nous faut renoncer à nos places numérotées (on avait même choisi le bon côté par rapport au soleil!!) et nous sommes bien contents de trouver deux sièges.

Mireille voyage au milieu d’un groupe de nantais avec qui elle sympathise. Je me contenterai de la proximité de hongrois qui ne parlent pas un mot d’anglais ni de français.

Traversée du lac Tonlé sans grand intérêt : rien à voir, on se croirait en pleine mer, sans les vagues. Puis nous rejoignons le fleuve pendant trois heures. Nous serons finalement déçus de ce voyage assez cher. Mieux aurait-il valu prendre un bus VIP.

A l’arrivée à Phnom Penh, nous sommes happés par la foule des chauffeurs de taxis et de tuk-tuk qui se ruent sur nous malgré la présence des policiers, matraque à la main. Rapide négociation sur le prix (2$) du tuk-tuk et nous voilà en route.

La GH, le Cafe Freedom and Lodge (Réf GR) est au bord du grand lac au nord de la ville, le Boeng kak. On y accède par une ruelle en terre battue bordée d’agences de voyage, de cafés Internet et de petits restos. Nous sommes dans le quartier favori des routards.

En fait notre GH est un ponton flottant aménagé pour moitié en terrasse couverte pour y prendre un verre, et pour l’autre moitié de huit chambres aux parois en bois. Grand lit avec moustiquaire. Matelas usé, salle de bains avec eau froide. Clientèle de routards très amateurs de “cigarettes” très fortes... Le patron est écossais, très maigre, speed et très bavard.

Le soir, dîner sympa avec deux français, Patrick et Michèle en voyage pour deux mois.

Jeudi 26 janvier. Phnom Penh

Nous inaugurons un nouveau moyen de transport, très prisé à Phnom Penh, le moto-taxi. Nous voilà donc sur cette moto, serrés l’un contre l’autre et derrière notre chauffeur. Dans la circulation assez dense de la capitale, voyager ainsi est plutôt rapide. Bien sûr, nous aurons quelques frayeurs, notamment quand il s’agira de tourner à gauche à un carrefour.

La méthode cambodgienne est assez originale. Il faut couper la route à gauche le plus tôt possible, sans se soucier du flot de véhicules qui vous arrivent dessus et qui doivent vous éviter. Une fois franchi ce premier obstacle, vous êtes avec de la chance dans la bonne voie de la bonne rue; ou alors dans la bonne rue mais sur la chaussée inverse. N’hésitez pas, roulez à contresens jusqu’à ce qu’ un creux dans le trafic ne vous permette de vous rabattre dans la bonne file. C’est tout simple!

Notre première visite est consacrée au S 21, ou Tuol Sleng, véritable antichambre de la mort installée par les Khmers Rouges dans un ancien lycée.

Ici, 15 000 prisonniers ont été photographiés, fichés, torturés, et pendus sur place ou bien envoyés dans d’autres camps pour y être exterminés.

Visite terrifiante à travers les salles de cours transformées pour les interrogatoires ou en cellules, le mémorial avec des photos de détenus arrêtés en famille avec leurs enfants ainsi que celles de leurs geôliers et de leur chef Douch. On reste sans voix.

A la sortie, quelques mendiants dont un homme au visage complètement brûlé se mêlent aux tuk-tuks et aux motos pour réclamer une aumône.

Pour ceux qui veulent en savoir plus sur ce sujet, Internet et notamment Wikipédia sont de bonnes sources. Je recommande encore une fois la lecture du livre de François Bizot, le Portail.

La visite du musée national, installé dans un magnifique bâtiment cernant un jardin fleuri et construit par des français dans le respect de l’architecture khmère nous offre un réconfort bien mérité après cette première visite : même si on perçoit le peu de moyens dont dispose ce musée, on est réellement subjugué par la beauté des trésors exposés.

Déjeuner juste à côté du musée dans un resto d’une école hôtelière “Friends” fondée par une ONG locale, Mith Samlanh qui s’adresse aux jeunes qui sortent de la rue. Ici le style est délibérément occidental, la déco jaune et bleue branchée. Les jeunes serveurs portent un jean avec un polo aux couleurs de leur école. Ils ont l’air joyeux et font leur travail dans la bonne humeur. Nous y mangeons entre autre une excellente salade de papaye.

Vendredi 27 janvier. Phnom Penh

Deux soirées très bruyantes dans notre GH ont raison de notre patience! Nous déménageons sans regret pour le New Lodge GH dans la même rue. Nous choisissons un petit bungalow en dur, éloigné des terrasses, qui nous coûtera 5$.

Le patron de la GH, très dynamique, nous emmène en tuk-tuk au marché russe à l’autre bout de la ville.

On y trouve tout ce qu’on veut, depuis les produits frais en grands nombres jusqu’aux bijoux en or, aux statues en pierre, en passant par les vêtements, les ustensiles de cuisine, les jouets, les DVD, etc. ...

Demain commence le Nouvel An chinois et les étals vendant des guirlandes rouge et or font le plein de clients. On y vend aussi beaucoup d’arbustes qui seront décorés dans les maisons comme nos “sapins de Noël”.

Grande ballade à pied dans le centre de la capitale. On aime bien cette ville. L’ambiance y est sympa, avec beaucoup de verdure et l’architecture est assez plaisante. Ville visiblement assez jeune.

En nous promenant le soir, nous serons surpris d’apercevoir une mitraillette dans le coffre d’un 4 x 4 que son chauffeur avait laissé ouvert. Anecdotique ? Peut-être. Mais tous les chauffeurs de tuk-tuk nous ont recommandé de bien tenir en main nos sacs afin d’éviter les vols à l’arraché. Et beaucoup de villas, de commerces sont gardés en permanence par des vigiles. Reste qu’à aucun moment nous n’avons ressenti une quelconque insécurité. A notre égard, pas un geste ni un regard équivoques.

Samedi 28 janvier. Sihanoukville

Voyage en car climatisé pour Sihanoukville, au bord de la mer à 230 km au sud de la capitale. Le car mettra quatre heures sur une belle route pour atteindre sa destination. Arrêt à mi-parcours pour de détendre les jambes et se restaurer : les occidentaux jettent leur dévolu sur les ananas ou les mangues; les khmers préfèrent la noddle soup ou le riz gluant avec les légumes.

Sihanoukville, principale lieu de villégiature du pays est noire de monde ce week-end pour cause de Nouvel an chinois. Ici on fête le premier janvier, le nouvel An chinois et le Nouvel An cambodgien à la mi-avril. Un français qui vit ici nous raconte que les cambodgiens ont 60 jours fériés.

Notre Gh, Lovely GH ( réservée par l’intermédiaire du red Lodge) est située deux rues derrière la plage des orchidées. Nous y logeons dans une grande chambre avec fan, TV (on peut voir TV5), salle de bain carrelée pour 6$. On y mange assez bien (moins cher qu’à PP) et on y louera une moto pour 4$ par jour.

Dimanche 29 janvier. Sihanoukville

Avec la moto, nous longeons la plage des orchidées jusqu’à une petite colline où un hôtel propose de jolis bungalows en bois, sous les arbres et ouverts sur la mer. Puis nous choisissons au hasard une des nombreuses paillotes installées entre la route côtière et la plage. On peut y manger, y boire un verre, s’y prélasser sur des chaises longues à l’ombre d’un parasol.

Bien qu’elle soit tenue par un couple de français, le public est cambodgien à 99, 9%. Depuis le matin, les voitures, les motos, les pick-up, les minibus, les camions, bref tout ce qui peut rouler est rempli au maximum et afflue sur les plages. On y vient en famille, entre amis pour la journée du Nouvel An chinois. La plupart des gens ont amené le pique-nique dans d’énormes glacières et s’installent dans les restaurants qui proposent des “pool table”, grandes tables collectives pour les familles.

Un joyeux brouhaha s’élève de cette foule, à peine couvert par le bruit d’un jet ski qui tire mollement un grand canoë gonflable où ont pris place une dizaine de personnes harnachées de gilet de sauvetage orange et vert fluo.

La mer, très chaude et sans aucune vague accueille tout le monde. Mais ici les marchands de maillots de bain ne font pas recette : on se baigne tout habillé, en robe, en jean ou en pantalon, avec une chemise ou un T-shirt. Seuls les enfants en très bas âge sont nus ou en slip. Quelques ados osent le torse nu. Beaucoup, enfants ou adultes barbotent pendant des heures à quelques mètres du bord sur de grosses chambres à air.

Des photographes ambulants proposent aux familles d’immortaliser ce moment. Un autre marchand vend des animaux gonflables qu’il a accrochés sur son vélo. Des femmes portent sur la tête un grand plateau circulaire en émail rempli de beignets, de chips ou d’ananas. D’autres, sur un balancier traditionnel en bambou ont installé un petit barbecue pour y cuire des crabes et de grosses langoustines. D’autres enfin proposent des soins de manucure, de pédicure ou d’épilation. Le matériel tient dans un panier en plastique. Tout ce commerce se déroule dans la bonne humeur, sans aucune animosité quand on refuse poliment d’acheter.

Les enfants ne sont pas exemptés de travail. Sur des cintres en métal, ils ont accroché des colliers et des bracelets en coquillages. Une association expose sur la plage des dessins très colorés réalisés par eux sur des planchettes de bois. Les plus pauvres déambulent le long des plages, sac de jute sur le dos à la recherche des canettes en alu.

Comme sur toutes les plages, on y joue aussi au foot, on s’éclabousse, on se pousse dans l’eau. Les ados se promènent en petit groupe, les garçons entre eux, les filles de leur côté.

Le soir les touristes se retrouvent pour prendre un verre ou envoyer un mail dans les cafés-restos de la plage un peu plus chics.

Les cambodgiens fêteront le Nouvel An sur la plage ou dans de grands restos en ville et s’époumoneront tard dans la nuit à chanter des tubes sirupeux sur la musique du karaoké.

Lundi 30 janvier. Sihanoukville

Vers 7 h 30, deux jeunes moines bouddhistes, crâne rasé, vêtus de leur tenue safran et portant chacun une large ombrelle jaune s‘arrêtent à la porte de notre GH, comme ils venaient de le faire à la porte de la maison voisine. Dans les deux cas, ce sont les enfants qui amènent un petit sachet de nourriture pour leur aumône. Ils restent quelques instants à prier, accroupis devant les moines qui rapidement y mettent fin et les renvoient à leurs jeux.

Un tour en moto sur les autres plages nous conforte dans notre choix de la plage des orchidées. A notre goût, c’est la plus sympa, la plus animée, la plus vivante.

Sur la plage, les festivités continuent. Comme le Nouvel An est cette année un dimanche, le lundi est férié aussi. Et on dirait qu’il y a encore plus de monde sur la plage qu’hier. C’est une vraie fourmilière. Toujours les pétards que les enfants font claquer; toujours les karaokés et toujours les feux d’artifice.

Mardi 31 janvier. Sihanoukville

Les congés du Nouvel An continuent encore aujourd’hui au vu du flot incessant de véhicules qui arrivent encore sur la plage.

Ce matin, nous partons visiter la réserve naturelle de Ream à une vingtaine de km (réservé par notre GH pour 15$ par personne). Nos compagnons sont deux jeunes lituaniens, un américain, et deux canadiens vivant à Hong-kong et venus passer ici le Nouvel An. Après une demi-heure de voiture, nous arrivons déjà à l’entrée du parc. Le reste du trajet aura lieu en bateau, dans une grande barque à moteur qui longera pendant 90 minutes la foret de mangrove.

Étrange végétation que ces arbres, essentiellement des palétuviers qui plongent leurs racines aériennes dans l’eau. La densité est telle qu’il semble impossible d’y pénétrer.

Le chauffeur de voiture, également guide, donne quelques explications sur le Parc, beaucoup trop succinctes à notre goût. Nous croisons quelques pécheurs et rejoignons finalement la côte pour une halte sur une petite plage de sable blanc.

Notre chauffeur-guide est également cuisinier et mitonne sur un barbecue dans le sable des papillotes de barracuda. Un vrai régal pour qui peut oublier les étals de poissons sur le marché.

Belle ballade à pied dans la forêt tropicale. La moiteur intense, la chaleur extrême nous laisseront KO au moment de remonter dans le bateau.

La route du retour est encombrée par les nombreux véhicules qui quittent Sihanoukville ainsi que par les camions qui vont ou reviennent au port pour le transport des conteneurs. Nous croisons également une moto qui pulvérise le record de tout ce que nous avons vu : 4 enfants et deux adultes sur la moto!

Mercredi 1er et jeudi 2 février. Sihanoukville

Ce matin, la plage est presque déserte en comparaison des jours précédents, mis à part les touristes et quelques cambodgiens qui prolongent leur week-end.

Restent aussi hélas les ordures jetées par terre. On ne compte plus les sacs en plastique, les barquettes en polystyrène, les gobelets en carton qui jonchent le sol. Quelques rares restos de plage ont fait le ménage devant leur commerce. Il faut aussi préciser qu’il n’y a aucune poubelle sur la plage et que le ramassage des ordures est vraiment succinct. La propreté a un coût encore inaccessible pour le Cambodge. Et les marchands de sacs en plastique continuent d’y faire de bonnes affaires.

Sur la route de la plage, des affiches publicitaires rappellent que l’exploitation sexuelle des enfants et le “tourisme sexuel” sont des crimes. Trois ou quatre touristes croisés sur la plages n’en sont visiblement pas convaincus...

Ce soir, c’est la nouvelle lune et le minuscule croissant bien dessiné n’est pas à la même place que dans nos contrées.

En regardant des enfants jouer aux billes sur le sable, je m’amuse à comparer la façon dont ils propulsent la bille avec leurs doigts : rien à voir avec les gestes de nos cours de récréation! Tout comme la façon de compter sur les doigts est différente : ici pour montrer “1”, on ne met pas le pouce en l’air; au contraire, on le cache à l’intérieur des autres doigts et on tend l’index. De même, on ne se serre pas la main pour se saluer, mais on joint les mains au niveau du cœur. Pour appeler quelqu’un par un geste, la paume de la main est tournée vers le sol.

“Quand le bâtiment va, tout va”. Si ce proverbe s’applique au Cambodge, l’économie devrait y être prospère. Dans toutes les rues, surtout près de la mer, on construit ou on agrandit. Le tourisme est le nouvel eldorado, alors pour espérer une part du gâteau, on construit des GH et des restos.

Dernière ballade sur la plage, on croise les enfants vendeurs de colliers qui s’accordent une pause en plaisantant avec un jeune américain. Vont-ils à l’école ? Pas sûr. Certains ont les yeux pétillants d’intelligence, d’autres pleins de tristesse malgré leur très jeune âge. Où habitent-ils, que font leurs parents, autant de questions sans réponse.

Vendredi 3 février : Grosse galère à Phnom Penh

Voyage en car VIP pour la capitale. Seulement 3, 5$ par personne. Tuk-tuk jusqu’à notre GH le red Lodge réservé par téléphone.

Et après le déjeuner, catastrophe : Mireille n’a plus sa pochette avec le passeport, le billet d’avion, la carte Visa !

Bien sûr, on fouille dix fois dans le sac en question; on vérifie si par hasard, elle n’est pas dans un autre bagage. On téléphone à la GH de Sihanoukville pour qu’ils fouillent dans notre chambre. Rien. Il faut se rendre à l’évidence, on nous l’a volée. Pourtant, on ne l’a jamais quittée des yeux. ! Un vrai mystère. Et surtout une catastrophe, car nous devons prendre l’avion dimanche matin pour Bangkok et lundi soir pour Paris, avec des billets non échangeables et non modifiables. Nous sommes vendredi et il est 15 h.

Première destination, l’ambassade de France où nous sommes reçus immédiatement. La collaboratrice du consul nous explique les démarches à suivre : tout d’abord elle peut nous établir un laissez-passer provisoire, grâce à la photocopie du passeport que nous avons avec nous.

Elle aurait pu aussi nous faire un vrai passeport provisoire, si la Préfecture du Gard, émettrice du passeport avait répondu à temps à sa demande.

Nous partons donc à moto-taxi faire des photos d’identité. Muni des recommandations du consulat, nous expliquons que la proportion du visage dans la photo doit être au moins de 70 %. “OK, no problem”.

En attendant les photos, je téléphone à notre banque pour faire opposition à la carte Visa. J’explique qu’on est au Cambodge, qu’on nous a volé la carte, etc. Réponse : “OK, la carte est annulée; mais vous devez sans faute passer à l’agence lundi pour signer un formulaire”. Il vaut mieux en rire, rester calme et réexpliquer calmement qu’on est en Asie, qu’on ne sait pas quand on va pouvoir rentrer en France, et que le formulaire devra attendre.

Une demi-heure plus tard, les photos arrivent enfin : elles ne sont pas du tout cadrées comme on voulait. Compte tenu de l’heure, on décide de ne pas refaire les photos.

On fonce avec la moto chez Exotissimo, (http://www.exotissimo.com) une agence de voyage dirigée par une française, Karine. On lui explique le problème. Et sans tarder, elle envoie à Gulfair Bangkok la copie du billet d’avion perdu. Attente de la réponse; Mireille repart toute seule au consulat; moi, j’attends pour en savoir davantage. Gulfair répond qu’il faut l’accord de l’agence de Paris qui a émis le billet, l’accord de Gulfair à Bahreïn, qu’ on est vendredi et que la réponse arrivera lundi.

Je rejoins Mireille au consulat pour y apprendre qu’il nous faudra deux ou trois jours pour obtenir le visa de sortie des autorités cambodgiennes. Autrement dit, vous ne pouvez pas partir dimanche matin pour Bangkok.

J’explique à nouveau que nos billets ne sont ni modifiables ni échangeables et demande, faussement naïf si il n’y pas un moyen d’obtenir ce visa en dix minutes.

L’éclat de rire en guise de réponse attire heureusement l’attention du consul qui travaille dans le bureau voisin. Il écoute notre histoire et passe un coup de téléphone. “Vous avez peut-être de la chance; on doit me rappeler.” Deux minutes plus tard, son portable sonne : il a le sourire, c’est bon signe. Dimanche matin, à l’aéroport, nous devrons nous présenter de sa part au commandant Bouna, de la police des étrangers, qui nous délivrera le visa sur place. Et nous avons son numéro de portable, au cas où. De ce côté ça avance.

En une heure de temps et deux appels téléphoniques en France, nous recevons le code qui nous permet de retirer de l’argent chez Western Union. Il est 21 h mais au Naga world hôtel, le guichet de Western Union est ouvert 7 jours sur 7, 24 h/24. Petite anecdote, Western Union est installée dans la salle du casino de l’hôtel, au milieu des machines à sous. L’employé qui nous y a reçu voulait à tout prix nous offrir à manger ou à boire et surtout nous faire jouer! Le plus heureux a été le chauffeur de moto-taxi qui est reparti avec les deux canettes de coca offert par le casino.

Samedi 4 février. Attente à Phnom Penh

Retour chez Exotissimo pour n’y rien apprendre de neuf. Nous devrons patienter jusque lundi.

Retour au consulat . On paye le laissez-passer 28$. On demande les coordonnés du consulat à Bangkok, car avec ce laissez-passer, nous ne pourrons pas sortir de l’aéroport à Bangkok et devrons attendre 36 heures dans la salle de transit. Joyeuse perspective.

Après-midi et soirée longues : on essaye de penser à autre chose, de parler d’autre chose. Dernière belle ballade au centre-ville, le long des quais. Et dernier repas, on l’espère au Cambodge.

Dimanche 5 février. Bangkok

6 heures 30: Arrivée à l’aéroport où nous croisons le fameux commandant Bouna au pied d’un escalator. Dans un charabia anglais encore plus mauvais que d’habitude, je lui explique noter situation, le consul, le visa. A notre grand soulagement, il est effectivement au courant et nous demande d’aller enregistrer nos bagages avant de le rejoindre.

Encore une petite négociation à l’enregistrement du vol Airasia pour Bangkok, car le laissez-passer est au nom de jeune fille de Mireille et le billet électronique à notre nom marital. On exhibe encore une fois la photocopie du passeport, on se recommande du commandant Bouna et ça passe.

Le commandant Bouna qui nous attend bien au contrôle de police donne les instructions nécessaires pour le visa, nous fait payer 30$ avec un reçu et nous voilà prêts à décoller pour Bangkok. On n’est pas au bout de nos peines mais on a franchi une étape.

Arrivés à Bangkok, on décide de tenter une sortie avec le fameux laissez-passer. J’explique au policier notre petite mésaventure. Il sort un formulaire, y met trois coups de tampon et nous voilà, contre toute attente, sortis de l’aéroport. Incroyable!

Nous prenons le bus pour rejoindre notre hôtel le Manhattan sur Sukhumvit, réservé par Internet. Le plus bel hôtel de notre voyage, avec piscine, buffet petit dej, eau chaude, vraie salle de bains, confort à l’occidental.

Après-midi au MBK, l ‘immense marché de Bangkok ouvert le week-end. On ne sait plus où donner de la tête au milieu de ces 15 000 échoppes. Trop grand pour nous, ou alors, il faudrait des indications.

De retour à l'hôtel on profite un peu de la piscine pour se reposer.

Lundi 7 février. Décollage de Bangkok

Dernière épreuve à affronter : GULFAIR pour le billet Bangkok-Paris perdu. Nous y sommes accueillis par une femme pas très aimable. On lui montre les mails envoyés par Karine depuis Phnom Penh, on donne le nom de M. Tin qui lui avait répondu et finalement tout se règle en quelques minutes, le temps de remplir un formulaire de perte, de payer 30 $ pour les frais de dossier et d’éditer à nouveau le fameux billet. Notre départ ce soir à 18 h se précise.

Dernière formalité : on décide d’aller au consulat de France pour faire ajouter le nom marital sur le laissez-passer afin d’éviter le même problème qu’à Phnom Penh. Deux heures d’attente . Et une ligne manuscrite avec un tampon officiel. Ce coup-ci, c’est certain, on décolle ce soir pour Paris.

Après trois jours de silence radio, on envoie un mail général pour raconter nos péripéties. Dernier repas thaïlandais. Taxi pour l’aéroport. Enregistrement des bagages, Taxe de 500 bahts, enfin la routine.

Conclusion sur le Cambodge :

on a bien sûr beaucoup aimé Siem Reap pour les temples d’Angkor. Pour qui aime l’histoire et les vieilles pierres, y passer trois jours est un minimum. Mais il faut savoir que ces trois jours coûtent assez cher, quand on ajoute le pass, le guide, et les autres frais habituels.

On a bien aimé la capitale pour son ambiance de grande ville d’Asie pas trop stressée. Et pas polluée comme Bangkok. On voulait terminer notre séjour au bord de la mer : d’où le choix de Sihanoukville assez sympa, surtout avec le Nouvel an chinois.

Bien sûr nos trois derniers jours ont été assez galère. Mais nous avons eu beaucoup de chance de rencontrer plusieurs personnes qui se sont “décarcassées” pour nous. Encore un grand merci à M. Martial, consul de France à Phnom Penh et à sa collaboratrice, à Karine de Exotissimo, au commandant Bouna et au policier de Bangkok qui ne s’est pas posé de questions à propos de notre laissez-passer.

Et bien sûr merci à VoyageForum qui conseille de photocopier ses papiers, de les mettre en sécurité sur Internet, ainsi qu’ à tous ceux qui nous donné de bons conseils pour notre voyage.

Pub : Pour en savoir plus sur le bruit au Cambodge lire l’excellent article publié dans Gavroche : http://www.gavroche-thailande.com/ailleurs.php?pays=cambodge&sujet=18

Pour ceux qui auraient du mal à suivre mes explications sur la circulation, voici un article très détaillé sur la question : http://www.gavroche-thailande.com/ailleurs.php?pays=cambodge&sujet=4

NAMIBIA TRIP 2025: April 24 to May 20: Feel free to comment or ask us any questions about this amazing journey.

>> Find all our photos and videos for each day on our website here: www.montagne-aventure.net

**DAY 1: Thursday, April 24, 2025: Outbound Flights from Lyon to Windhoek via Munich - Visit to Munich:**



Off we go on a new adventure. The alarm rings at 6:30 AM, the travel bags are packed, and we head to Lyon Airport. We booked our flight tickets with Lufthansa. The first leg to Munich, Germany, is operated by AirBaltic. Departure at 1:05 PM for a 1-hour and 20-minute flight. We arrive at 2:30 PM.

**We now have a 7-hour layover, so we take the opportunity to get some fresh air and explore Munich.** We quickly exit Terminal 2 of the airport and head towards the subway. We buy a group day ticket "Airport-city Day Zone M-5," valid for 2 to 5 people at a price of 30.50 € (instead of 16.30 € per person). We take the S8 line to **Marienplatz** in 35 minutes. **This is the heart of the city.** The weather is overcast, quite cool, but dry. Perfect for a little city trip between two flights while leaving our large luggage in transit at the airport. **Munich is the third-largest German city after Berlin and Hamburg, in the Bavaria region.** **The center has a lot of charm and brings together several religious buildings, easy to explore on foot.** We are impressed by the number of people enjoying these 100% pedestrian streets, which are very pleasant. After Marienplatz, the most famous square with the town hall, we head to the Cathedral of Our Lady, a Gothic church, then continue to **Karlsplatz** and move on to **the food market offering a wide selection of high-end food products in an atmosphere where a certain art of living prevails.** We also visit St. Peter's Church before grabbing a bite to eat. Two good hours were enough for this 10 km city walk. It's time to take the subway back: by 6:30 PM, we are back at the airport. Now, it's time for a bit of waiting and rest. Our second flight is scheduled for 9:35 PM for a 9-hour and 30-minute journey to our final destination in Namibia: **Windhoek.**

> Round-trip flight tickets with Lufthansa from Lyon: 2029 €, or 1,014.50 € per person.

> Lyon Airport parking: 120 €

> Today's expenses: 7 € for 2 pizzas in France / 14 € for the restaurant in Munich / 30.50 € for the daily subway ticket in Munich.

**DAY 2: Friday, April 25, 2024: Arrival in Windhoek, Visit to the Namibian Capital:**

After a 9-hour and 30-minute overnight flight with Discover Airlines, we finally land on Namibian soil just before 7:30 AM. The day is breaking, and the colors are already stunning. We are eager despite the usual fatigue from the flight. The airline was punctual, with friendly staff and good meals, though a bit light. We are the first flight of the day to land, with no more than 15 flights per day here, from 7 AM to 8 PM. We disembark on the tarmac at this airport located in the middle of nowhere, **I finally set foot on African soil for the first time.** We exit among the first from the aircraft to go through the long formalities at the front of the line, as the wait can quickly become endless. Allow at least 5 minutes per person for e-visas. We still wait 45 minutes despite only about twenty people ahead of us. Phew, it's done. We collect our luggage and then withdraw money from an ATM. We make 4 withdrawals of the maximum amount, 2000 NAD $ per withdrawal, for a total of 380 €, or 95.33 € per withdrawal.

Our driver arrives at the same time, perfect timing, we were quick.

We leave the airport at 8:45 AM. By 9:30 AM, we arrive at the **Gracious Whisp vehicle rental agency**, located at the entrance of Windhoek, small and human-sized with a fleet of recent vehicles. More formalities, then a short wait as our vehicle is not yet ready. Time to decompress, catch our breath, and enjoy the very pleasant morning temperature. Not a cloud in sight. Next, a briefing on the vehicle, always with a bit of apprehension due to our approximate English. Allow 45 minutes of explanations, including setting up the roof tent, camping equipment, technical information in case of a flat tire, driving tips in Namibia, and a tour of the 4x4. We have all the necessary equipment for camping: mattresses, sleeping bags, pillows, table, chairs, gas stove, BBQ grill... as well as 2 spare tires, a compressor, a dual tank, and accessories for removing wheels. Off we go, it's time to muster our courage and get behind the wheel. **Heading to SuperSpar Maerua**, fortunately located less than 10 minutes away. We park with the help of a parking attendant; it's very crowded, the space is narrow, but everything goes well despite the cursed right-hand drive. Today's new mission: stock up on groceries. The store is well-stocked with local and imported products, catering to all tastes. We spend 114 € on groceries, from pasta to meat, BBQ lighters to dishwashing products. Two people load our groceries into two carts and transfer them to our vehicle; we feel compelled to leave a tip, 50 NAD $, as we don't have change yet. Now, we head to the hotel, 15 minutes away. Traffic is difficult at a complicated intersection; this will likely be the only traffic jam in Namibia. **We arrive at Kate's Nest Guesthouse & Backpackers around 1:15 PM, quite tired.** We take some well-deserved rest at this recent establishment, quite calm with secure private parking. After a short nap, we enjoy the quiet by the hotel pool. Night falls between 6:30 PM and 7 PM. We eat quietly in our room tonight before starting this long 4x4 road trip in camping mode in the heart of Namibia.

> Today's grocery expenses: 114 € at Super Spar Marua (2395.21 NAD $).

> Round-trip flight tickets with Lufthansa from Lyon: 2029 €, or 1,014.50 € per person.

> Vehicle rental: 4x4 Toyota with roof tent for 24 days: Gracious Whisp Car Rentals: 2,638 € (N$50,640) or **1,319 €** per person - (https://gwcarrentals.com/)

> Distance driven today: 15 km.

> Accommodation: Kate's Nest Guesthouse & Backpackers - 4 Aristotles Street Academia, 9000 Windhoek - 36 € for two for one night.

> Windhoek International Airport website: (https://www.airports.com.na/)

**DAY 3: Saturday, April 26, 2025: Windhoek to Hardap: Mariental Region - Kalahari Desert:**

After a good, restful night, we wake up leisurely around 7 AM. We enjoy the comfort provided by this first and last hotel before 24 nights under the tent.

**We leave Kate's Nest Guesthouse at 8:30 AM to tackle the Namibian roads.** We quickly leave the capital; in just 30 minutes, we find ourselves almost alone in the world. The landscape is dotted with small domes. We leave the **paved B1** quickly to turn left onto the **C15**. **From there, we won't see more than 10 vehicles all day.** After passing through the few houses of **Lekkerwaterpoort**, we tackle our first gravel road. These road sections are limited to 100 km/h, but even at 70 km/h, I find it already challenging. However, I quickly get used to it and gradually pick up speed to reach my cruising speed of around 80 to 90 km/h. **We are on immense straight lines crossing wild expanses as far as the eye can see.** **We come across two baboons, a few ostriches, and numerous cattle and sheep farms.** We pass through the charming village of **Uhlenhorst** with its typical houses and children with broad smiles waving at us. Life here is already very different from Windhoek. **The thermometer rises quickly from 16°C at 8:30 AM to over 28°C in the early afternoon.**

**We arrive at the Hardap Dam reserve at 2 PM.** We stop at the toll booth at the park entrance to pay the entrance fee: 250 NAD $ for 2 people and 1 vehicle. We continue to the dam and then the camp entrance, located a bit further. We had booked in advance, but this place remains little frequented by foreigners.

We take advantage of the hottest hours to rest by the large pool overlooking the immense lake, a very enjoyable moment. Would this be a bit of a vacation?

Around 4:30 PM, we head to the campsite. We overlook this vast water reserve. We arrive first; we will be only 3 vehicles spending the night here. It's time to get to work and set up our equipment for the first time. It takes us a good 20 minutes to set everything up, with a slight apprehension about unfolding the tent. Once this task is done, which we will have to repeat for almost a month, we will become much more efficient over time. Time for rest and contemplation in total silence. The sun gradually sets, and the heat quickly becomes bearable again. Bliss! **This dam is located 20 km northwest of Mariental in an area dotted with conical hills topped with dolerite buttons (Hardap means "hillock" in Nama). It captures the Fish River, which flows south, creating a large lake in the middle of an arid environment. The contrast is striking.** We enjoy our first sunset facing this 360° otherworldly landscape.

Around 7 PM, we start our first BBQ, or "braai" as it's called here. The temperature is perfect. The sun sets, giving way to a star-filled sky of incredible beauty thanks to the absence of any light pollution. The Milky Way will lull us throughout the evening. After some good sausages and potatoes on the BBQ, we head to our roof tent around 9:30 PM with a complete change of scenery in just 24 hours. France already seems so far away...

This campsite has shared showers and toilets, quite clean and functional, as well as a central area with several BBQs and tables. The sites are arranged in a semicircle, each with an electrical outlet. The sites are close to each other but spacious, some slightly shaded. We are only three vehicles tonight, so it's perfectly comfortable and quiet. Not to mention the large pool near the restaurant. Our trip is off to a great start.

> Today's road itinerary: Windhoek > Head south on the B1 to Rehoboth > Turn left onto the C25 then C15 to Stampriet > C20 to Hardap > Full north on the B1 > Then turn left onto the M93 - 5 hours of driving.

> Distance driven today: 354 km.

> Accommodation: Hardap Recreation Resort - 23.3 € for two - Large pool - GR6W+3M2, Hardap Game Reserve, Mariental, Namibia - (http://www.nwr.com.na/resorts/hardap-resort/)

**DAY 4: Sunday, April 27, 2025: Hardap - Brukkaros Volcano - Keetmanshoop - Quivertree Forest Rest Camp**

Our first night under the tent was very pleasant; the little wind quickly calmed down, giving way to absolute silence. The mattress is decent, more comfortable than some nights in Nepal. The length and width give us enough space for maximum comfort, despite my height (1.91 m). We wake up a little before 7 AM as the sun rises, and the lights dazzle us from the start of the day. We pack up the equipment in 30 minutes, quite easily. Then we enjoy the sun, which warms up quickly while we keep our light fleece on.

At 8:30 AM, **we hit the road again, heading south** to our first stop in **Mariental**. We want to do some shopping at SuperSpar, but once we arrive in the parking lot, a young local is fighting with the supermarket security guards and then threatens to throw stones. We don't want to take any risks right at the start, so despite the baton blows he receives, he doesn't stop. We leave empty-handed but fill up with fuel at the Shell station 1 km further. The price per liter is 21.33 NAD $, we fill our 107-liter tank for 107 €. In Namibia, you get served, and they bring the card machine to the window to pay. It's then customary to leave a tip.

We then take the B1 heading due south on a recently renovated road. Around 11:30 AM, we leave it on our right to take **a wild gravel road, the M98**. Just before **Berseba**, we turn right onto a small track, the **D3904 towards Brukkaros Crater up to a camp at 1588 m altitude**. The track then becomes too bumpy. We stop on the counter-slopes where **a wide panorama unfolds over these immense plains as far as the eye can see**. It's 12:15 PM, time for us to eat a rice and tuna salad facing this landscape.

**We are alone in the world until a vehicle arrives and parks next to us.** A bit of apprehension, 4 men head towards us. It turns out to be 4 shepherds looking for a lost foal. The conversation is pleasant, lost in the middle of nowhere. We find ourselves alone again in this absolute silence. **The heat becomes stifling with a good 30°C**. We get back on the road around 1 PM. Back on the B1, **we continue due south to Keetmanshoop**, which we reach around 3 PM. We stop there to do some shopping for 262 NAD $ (12 eggs, a can of tuna, a can of corn, bread, a soda, and a 5-liter water container), or 12.48 €. Two quite insistent children ask us for money or candy at the store exit, yet we give them a small tip, but they continue to cling to the car. Locals parked next to us tell them to leave us alone. Anyway, we finish the trip to **Quivertree Forest**, 15 km away. We will spend the night in this **pleasant farm run by a German**. Upon arrival, as the day before, and as I suppose in the future, we dive straight into the cool pool to relax after all these kilometers. A bliss. Then we take our 4x4 and choose a spot near these famous trees. After the 33°C this afternoon, once 4 PM passed, the temperature drops again and becomes very pleasant. **We are in the middle of the Kokerboom, one of the most interesting and characteristic plants of hot and arid regions. It's not really a tree but a variant of the aloe plant whose botanical name is Aloe Dichotoma. This Kokerboom has a smooth and thick trunk reaching up to 1 m in thickness and 9 m in height. They bloom for the first time at the age of 20 to 30 years.** The flowers are yellow and reach about thirty centimeters during the season between June and July. **They grow mainly in an environment with a high concentration of black rocks absorbing a large amount of heat (38°C). The rocks also serve to anchor the tree with its tentacle-like roots. It also resists frost. Each is between 200 and 300 years old.**

Around 5 PM, we walk to the farm reception to watch the feeding of **two cheetahs**. Magnificent carnivores taking their time to savor their piece of meat. **Then we return near our campsite to enjoy the sunset among these trees. The colors are sublime, as every evening apparently. A magnificent spectacle with colors evolving from yellow to orange then to pink, before giving way once again to a sky filled with thousands of stars.** Our campsite at Quiver Tree Forest Camp is very comfortable; we have a water supply, a stone table, a small lamp, an electrical outlet, a small tree for shade, and a BBQ that we won't use tonight; we'll cook on gas. The sites are far apart, with some shared facilities scattered around, a very beautiful setting. No reservation possible, no need, just show up directly. **The campsite accommodation for 2 people costs 28 €, including the reserve entrance fee of 5 €**. We finish this second bivouac evening around 9:30 PM, time for some reading and sleep in peaceful silence without wind.

> Today's road itinerary: Mariental > B1 heading south to Brukkaros > At Tses turn right towards Berseba via the M98 > Turn right onto the D3904 > 8 km > Brukkaros Volcano (stop at the lower camp as the track is difficult for 1 hour) > Keetmanshoop > Turn left onto the M29 > Quivertree Forest - 4 hours of driving.

> Distance driven today: 371 km.

> Distance walked today: 6 km.

> Today's expenses: Groceries for 12.48 € (262 NAD $) / Fuel for 107 € (1 liter of diesel for 21.33 NAD $).

> Accommodation: Quivertree Forest Rest Camp, P.O. Box 262, Keetmanshoop, Namibia - BBQ, hot showers, toilets, and electricity - No reservation - Pool - 18 €/Person (N$ 340.00 with park entrance) - (http://www.quivertreeforest.com/)

**DAY 5: Monday, April 28, 2025: Quivertree Forest Rest Camp - Giant's Playground - Keetmanshoop - Fish River Canyon - Canyon Roadhouse:**

After an excellent start to the night, we are woken up by the wind shortly before 6 AM, but the sunrise is not far off. We get up at 6:30 AM to enjoy it. The atmosphere is a bit cooler this morning, but the reward is already here.

The adventure continues. At 7:45 AM, we head towards **Giant's Playground**, 4 km away. We take a 3-kilometer walk through this expanse of blocks and igneous rocks.

We continue south at 8:45 AM, passing through Keetmanshoop again where we do some shopping for 25 €, a big stock-up for a good part of the trip: meats, canned goods, pasta, fruits... At 9:30 AM, we take the B4 to Fish River Canyon.

At 11:30 AM, we arrive at the entrance to the NWR park (350 NAD $ entrance for 2 people and 1 vehicle). The track becomes bumpy immediately upon entering the park. After about ten kilometers, we come upon this landscape carved by nature. In the end, it's well worth the detour. We were at the Grand Canyon in the USA exactly (https://www.montagne-aventure.net/2024/04/29/j21-3-juin-2024-grand-canyon-et-lac-powell/) and can thus confirm that this Fish River Canyon is comparable. We make several stops along the southern flank. **Here, nothing is developed; nature is almost in the wild state.** **With 160 km in length, up to 27 km in width, and a depth of 150 m, it is indeed the second-largest canyon in the world.** The history of the canyon is apparent in its different earth layers and stratification: the antiquity of the place is tangible, and the absence of vegetation is surprising. **It consists of two nested canyons, formed at distinct periods. The first distinct layer of schist, sandstone, and eruptive material surrounding the canyon was formed a few two billion years ago, then transformed due to heat and pressure into more solid rock such as gneiss. The inner canyon, carved more recently by the Fish River, has a depth of 270 m.**

We have a picnic once again alone in the world facing this grand panorama at the **Sulphur Spring View Point**. This is where the hiking trail begins, plunging into this narrow canyon, but it is forbidden to venture there alone without a guide. It's 30°C, but a slight wind makes the atmosphere bearable. At 1 PM, we retrace our steps and continue to the **Main View Point** then to the **Hikers View Point**.

In the south of Namibia, the Fish River Canyon, 160 km long, is a true geological wonder: a canyon nested within another canyon, one of the largest in the world. The first sedimentary layers formed two billion years ago; 500 million years ago, a period of tectonic activity caused these layers to crack and tilt, opening a vast canyon in the Earth's crust. The second canyon, with a depth of 270 m, was carved over time by the passage of the Fish River in this new valley.

At 3 PM, we arrive at our very charming camp for the evening, the **Canyon Road House**. We fill up with fuel right away because tomorrow we have a long day of isolated driving: 55 liters for 1240 NAD $. Then we settle into the campsite we had previously reserved in France. We are assigned site 2, very well set up under a tree with its BBQ and stone table just steps from the pool. We quickly set up the tent and jump straight into the pool for the relaxation moment of the day. As usual, the water is quite cool, but it's a real pleasure. Then we stroll around this Canyon Road House, which recreates the atmosphere of the roadside inns of the 1950s with old car wrecks and vintage gas pumps in a bygone era. **Around 5:45 PM, we start a short walk leading us to the top of a hill overlooking the wide plateau where we are to watch the sunset.**

And finally, to end this beautiful day, it's time for the braai, with grilled sausages and white beans on the evening menu.

> Park entrance: 150 DN/person + 50 DN/vehicle (18 € for two). It is possible to enter at two access points: Hobas in the north and Ai-Ais in the south.

> Today's road itinerary: M29 > Keetmanshoop > B1 > B4 > C12 (track) > After Holoog turn right onto the D601 (C37 track) > Accommodation on our right (stop just to check in before 6 PM) > Continue 30 km (30 minutes of track) to the viewpoints after Hobas where you must pay the entrance fee. Sunset View Point to the left > Return before sunset as the park closes (best lights at sunrise). 3 hours.

> Distance driven today: 228 km.

> Distance walked today: 10 km.

> Today's expenses: 25 € for groceries / 17 € for the Fish River Canyon park entrance / 58 € for fuel.

> Accommodation: Canyon Roadhouse, Gondwana Collection Namibia – 34.4 € for two - Pool - Near Hobas - (http://www.gondwana-collection.com/fr/accommodation/canyon-road-campsite)

**DAY 6: Tuesday, April 29, 2025: Canyon Roadhouse - Orange River - South African Border - Vista Trail - Gondwana Sperrgebiet Park - Aus:**

The night was excellent in this very comfortable campsite. **We wake up to the sound of birds** before the alarm at 6:45 AM. Our little morning routine starts as the sun rises. **A big day of driving awaits us to the South African border. This will be the southernmost point of our journey.** We hit the road at 8 AM via the C37, pass through **Hobas**, then turn onto the D207 to **Aussenkehr.** **We cross a mountainous barrier with some high peaks and perfect cones. The rock varies from orange to pink to black.**

We then cross a lunar desert as far as the eye can see on a giant dome; the track winds through nowhere without meeting anyone for hours. The landscapes are surprising. **We spot several ostriches and a gemsbok.** In the middle of this endless expanse, we come to an improbable intersection and continue right onto the D278.

In the middle of these arid lands, we come across a green zone: a vast vineyard. At 10:30 AM, **we come across a "Road closed" sign, fortunately, a local resident waves us to continue; a bit stressed, we proceed.** We start to follow the beautiful Orange River. On the other side of the bank, just a few meters away, South Africa is there. It is the second-longest river in Southern Africa, after the Zambezi. It flows over 2,000 km to the Atlantic. After passing through narrow gorges, we regain altitude before starting the descent, gently heading back north.

**We now cross and follow the Fish River, which joins the Orange River further south** **along this gorge dating back millennia.** At exactly noon, we take a lunch break by the Fish River, still without meeting a soul in this landscape between greenery and aridity. The temperature here is cooler with a pleasant 23°C on the banks, the perfect spot. **We continue on the track to Rosh Pinah**, where we find a paved road again. **The section along the Orange River and the Fish River was officially closed, but we were able to pass without any issues, avoiding a detour of at least 3 hours.** Phew. We now drive at high speed (limited to 120 km/h) through these vast spaces. We come across many ostriches after the **dozens of monkeys along the Fish River**. Around 3 PM, 3 km after the very small town of **Aus**, we reach **our campsite for the evening at Klein Aus Vista**. A new **small peaceful haven very well set up**. As usual, after checking in at reception, we jump straight into the beautiful pool to get our well-deserved dose of coolness, another good thermal shock that our bodies appreciate. Once this moment of relaxation is over, we take our 4x4 to reach the campsite located a bit higher, set apart at the foot of a hill that overlooks us.

After setting up, **around 5 PM, we head to the Vista Trail to climb to the top of a mountain overlooking the vast plain that surrounds us at 360°**. It takes about 30 minutes to climb. The place is just magical, **the perfect viewpoint to admire the sunset**. **We fully savor the moment. We also spot one of the few wild horses in the world capable of living in the desert.** Their numbers have decreased in recent years due to predation and drought (around 100 to 150). At 7 PM, we return to the camp, time for the braai and preparing the meal in this peaceful little camp.

In the south of Namibia, the Fish River Canyon, 160 km long, is a true geological wonder: a canyon nested within another canyon, one of the largest in the world. The first sedimentary layers formed two billion years ago; 500 million years ago, a period of tectonic activity caused these layers to crack and tilt, opening a vast canyon in the Earth's crust. The second canyon, with a depth of 270 m, was carved over time by the passage of the Fish River in this new valley.

> Today's road itinerary: 5 hours of driving: D324 heading south (track) > turn right onto the C10 (track) > D316 heading south > turn right onto the C13 > In Aus turn left onto the B4 > Campsite via a track on the left.

> Fuel station: Solitaire or Aus.

> Distance driven today: 398 km.

> Distance walked today: 7 km.

> Accommodation: Klein-Aus Vista Desert Horse Campsite - Farm Klein-Aus No 8 on the B4 main road to Luederitz Aus 9000, Aus, Namibia - (http://www.klein-aus-vista.com/accommodation/desert-horse-campsite/) 17908 420 DN - Water + Shared shower (hot water). No electricity.

**DAY 7: Wednesday, April 30, 2025: Aus - Kolmanskop - Diaz Point - Luderitz - Kanaan Desert:**

We wake up around 6:45 AM, with partly cloudy weather for once; we feel the ocean's influence gradually. But the sun isn't far off. At 7 AM, we leave the campsite heading west towards Luderitz via the B4. **First stop of the day: Kolmanskop, the ghost town we reach at 8:30 AM**, entry costs 180 NAD $ per person. We discover this **timeless place** in 1.5 hours, moving from building to building amidst violent sand-laden gusts of wind. There's a lot of charm in these different living spaces. **The sand quickly reclaimed the place after this mining town was abandoned.** This was once the headquarters of Consolidated Diamond Mines. It's hard to believe that this former town, where the diamond industry once flourished, had a hospital, a bowling alley, and a theater. The decline in diamond sales after World War II and the discovery of richer deposits put an end to this golden age. By 1956, the town was already completely deserted, and the sand had reclaimed its rights. **These dilapidated buildings swallowed by shifting dunes have something surreal about them.**

At 10:15 AM, we hit the road again **heading to Luderitz, 22 km away**, and first to **Diaz Point** **facing the Atlantic Ocean**. It's a wind-swept peninsula with its characteristic red and white lighthouse. There's a campsite and a coffee shop on site, but the place doesn't inspire rest without shade or shelter from the wind. We return to the city via the D701 track that runs along the ocean, be careful at low tide. We come across **a few fishermen and a fox as well as flamingos.**

We walk through the few streets of the city, much smaller than I imagined, then climb to the **famous little Lutheran church that overlooks the city, the Felsenkirchr.** **The wind blows very strongly here, and the sand is omnipresent, surrounded by the Namib Desert and the southern Atlantic coast.** **A German colonial relic barely touched by the 21st century, Luderitz seems frozen in the past, giving it both a gloomy and a certain charm. In short, it's certainly one of the most incongruous places in Africa.**

At 1:15 PM, just before leaving Luderitz, we do some shopping for 20.50 € and fill up with fuel: 61.50 €, 1290 NAD $ for 61 liters (21.18 $ per liter).

**We return via the B4 to Aus** (paved), **then via rougher tracks**, the C13 then the D707, magnificent as it runs along a mountain range with multiple colors on our right and an endless flat desert on the other side.

To access our campsite for the evening, we must take a **narrow private track for 7 km** on our right to emerge, in this total vastness, at the **isolated Kanaan Desert Retreat on a small hill**. I don't have time today to jump into the pool near the reception; we arrive at 5 PM at 8 small, isolated, and unique sites with a small kitchen, a shower, and a private toilet under a small tarp shelter. **A crazy charm with a unique view...** **This will be my favorite accommodation of this trip. The photos speak for themselves.** We jump into the outdoor shower while savoring the landscape, then prepare our evening braai while enjoying the colors fading, facing this plateau with bushes turning a vivid orange. **A moment that will remain etched for life.** **Savanna atmosphere under a thin emerging moon. Every minute offers different colors. Facing our meal, we have a natural giant screen.**

We end this day contemplating the stars and admire this thin orange moon setting on the horizon (8:42 PM).

**Ghost town just before Luderitz: Kolmanskop** (open from 8 AM to 3 PM - N$ 180 p.p – 9 €). Once, Kolmanskoppe was organized around diamond mining. After finding new, more prolific spots, the town was abandoned and is now a ghost town. The sand and dunes have reclaimed their rights and buried everything humans had built. Houses, train station, bakery, everything has been covered by sand, which passes through the windows, even though they are 1 meter high.

> Today's road itinerary: 5h30: B4 to Luderitz (paved) > Round trip > Kolmanskop on the left > Return via the previous campsite > Then C13 (track) > Turn left D707 (track) > Then track to the right to the campsite.

> Distance driven today: 438 km.

> Distance walked today: 8 km.

> Today's expenses: Groceries at the Spar in Luderitz for 20.50 € / Fuel fill-up in Luderitz for 61.50 €.

> Official Kolmanskop website: (https://kolmanskuppe.com) (open from 8 AM to 1 PM - N$ 180 p.p – 9 €).

> Accommodation: Night at the south of the Namibrand Nature Reserve: Kanaan Desert Retreat – 26.5 € for two - (http://www.kanaannamibia.com/) - Farm 104 Karas 9000 - Sanitary facilities + BBQ + Water + Pool - No electricity - My favorite accommodation of this trip.

**DAY 8: Thursday, May 1, 2025: Kanaan Desert Retreat - Namib Desert - Crossing the Namibrand Nature Reserve – Sesriem Canyon - Elim Dune - Little Sossus Lodge**

After a cooler night than the previous ones with about 10°C, we wake up around 7 AM. We admire, as usual, the sunrise between the desert and the mountains. **The spot from last night was truly perfect, isolated from the world, in total serenity, with a wake-up call to the sound of birds.**

We hit the road a little after 8 AM, heading north via the D707 to Spes Bona, then the gravel road C27 via Betta to Sesriem. **The landscapes roll by and dazzle us.** **We are right in the heart of the Namibrand reserve**, coming across numerous **zebras**, **impalas**, **ruminants that reproduce in large numbers**, and **gemsboks**. At noon, we stop in the shade of a tree to eat. The spot is so romantic facing orange arid mountains and a vast green plateau. **A landscape full of contrasts, timeless and silent.**

**The Namib Desert is the oldest on the planet; its name means "vast arid plain," and it also gave its name to the entire country: Namibia.** The majority of these arid and semi-arid lands dotted with viewpoints are part of the Namib-Naukluft National Park, which covers 23,000 km².

At 1 PM, we enter the Sossusvlei park. We start with the **Sesriem Canyon**, which is 3 km long and 30 m deep. We enter it with a short 1-hour hike into its depths. **It was carved by the Tsauchab River in an agglomerate of sand and pebbles over 15 million years old.** We retrace our steps back to Sesriem, which means "six belts," referring to the number of leather belts (from ox wagons) needed to draw water from the canyon. This remote locality is mainly the gateway to Sossusvlei but offers a gas station and some accommodations. For our part, we sleep 40 km away tonight.

**We then move on to Elim Dune.** It takes about 45 minutes of walking to reach its summit, and the climb is very breath-taking as we progress in the sand where we almost slide back with each step. **A first grand 360° panorama unfolds. The ochre color of the sand contrasts completely with the yellow plain and the brown and black mountains in the distance.**

At 3:15 PM, we start the descent facing Sesriem. We were completely alone once again on this dune. **These Namib dunes are composed of colored quartzite sand, presenting hues ranging from cream to orange and from red to purple. Unlike the ancient dunes of the Kalahari, these move with the wind and adopt distinct, ever-changing shapes.** Star dunes resemble stars seen from above, while transverse dunes, like those on the coast south of Walvis Bay, stand perpendicular to the prevailing southwest wind. The most stable dunes, which thus have the most vegetation, are parabolic dunes, due to the variability of the winds. Longitudinal (seif) dunes measure up to 100 m in height, while barchan dunes, crescent-shaped and predominant at the extreme north of the Skeleton Coast and south of Luderitz, are the most mobile, created by unidirectional winds.

**We get back on the road for 45 minutes to our campsite for the evening, Little Sossus, which we reach at 5 PM**, via C27 then right onto C19. As often upon our arrival, I jump into the cool pool to relax after all this driving, then we proceed to set up the camp. As the day before, the campsite consists of 10 fairly distant sites, with private sanitary facilities and a small roof. We are delighted with this crazy charm. The hot water for our shower is wood-heated: a Namibian lights it every evening around 5 PM.

For a change, or not, the menu features a small BBQ with pork ribs and pasta, facing another sunset, this time with partial cloud cover giving equally splendid colors. Time for a well-deserved rest after long corrugated tracks covered in our 4x4 today.

> Today's road itinerary: 4h45 of driving: Find the D707 and head north (track) > At Spesbona turn left onto the C27 (track) > At Sesriem after entering the park, turn left following View Point Sesriem > Continue 4.5 km to the Sesriem Canyon Parking > Return then head towards Elim Dune > Exit the park then take the D826 > Turn right onto the C19 heading SE > Turn right facing the D854 to the campsite (campsite closes at 7 PM).

> Distance driven today: 272 km.

> Distance walked today: 8 km.

> Today's expenses: Entry to the Sossusvlei Namib-Naukluft Park: 17 € for two (with one car).

> Accommodation: Little Sossus Lodge – 35 € for two - At the junction of the C19 and D854 roads Maltahohe 9000, Maltahohe, Namibia - (http://www.littlesossus.net/) - Pool + Private bathroom + Hot water + Electricity + BBQ + Grocery store (bread to order the day before).

**DAY 9: Friday, May 2, 2025: Little Sossus Lodge - Namib-Naukluft National Park – Sesriem - Sossusvlei - Big Daddy – Deadvlei - Tsauchab River Camp**

Today we start the day early to tackle **the famous dunes of Sossusvlei at first light**. The alarm goes off at 6 AM to leave the camp at 6:45 AM. The wind is blowing quite strongly in gusts this morning, but it only woke us up a quarter of an hour before sunrise. The park opens at 7:15 AM. We start with a small encounter: a friendly **jackal lounging by the roadside.**

We first have to cover the 40 km of track to Sesriem, pay the entrance fee (350 NAD $), and drive 65 km on a paved road this time to reach the **vast salt pan (a lake whose sediments are made of salts) of Sossusvlei**. **It appears amidst the gigantic red dunes that rise on either side. The wind constantly changes the shape of the dunes, as well as their colors, which vary with the light. The setting is breathtaking, giving an impression of immensity and timeless grandeur.**

The paved road ends; the last 4 kilometers become technical and are reserved for 4x4s. Phew, I pass without any problems, though not without stress, switching to L4 mode. **We start the ascent to Big Daddy at 8:45 AM, 325 m of elevation gain in the sand nonetheless.** We climb at an excellent speed despite the strong wind, in exactly 1 hour. At 9:45 AM, we are at the summit of what will remain etched for a long time. The 360° view is simply unimaginable; you have to experience it to believe it. The wind blows violently up there, **it feels like being in the high mountains, on a snow ridge, with a strong transport of sand. The atmosphere is magical.** We start the descent running barefoot in the steep sand.

**We then move on to its neighbor, Deadvlei.** **Here, petrified trees stand in the "vlei" (basin) with their dried branches casting desolate shadows on the white ground. The juxtaposition of the deep blue sky and the towering dunes is captivating.**

We return to the 4x4 parking at 11 AM, the stress rises again for the sandy track passage. We retrace our steps and stop at **Dune 45**.

At noon, we take the opportunity to picnic at the foot of **the beautiful Dune 40**, where there is already no one left. We enjoy the quiet again, well, almost, as the wind remains omnipresent.

At 1 PM, we return to **Sesriem**, where we fill up with fuel (21.15 NAD $ per liter), totaling 1630 for 77 liters (78 €), and do some shopping for 245 NAD $ (two nice pieces of pork, 2 cans, 2 sandwiches for tomorrow, and 1 soda), which is 12.48 €. It's 27°C. We hit the road again, heading to a new destination at 2 PM. We take the C19 back to Little Sossus where we spent the night, then turn left onto the gravel road D854 for about 40 km to **Tsauchab River camp**. Finally, we won't be sleeping here; we are redirected 7 km downstream to **Naukluft View Camp**, which also belongs to Tsauchab River Camp.

We arrive at 4 PM, and thankfully, the fatigue was starting to set in. **Our campsite is located under a small forest, providing some protection from the wind that blew strongly all day. The calm does us a world of good. Once again, a lot of charm**, with very spaced-out sites without any visibility. We can't wait to take our shower. It will be possible from 5 PM with, as the day before, water heated by a wood fire. Time to prepare the campsite for the night. And on the menu, a braai with two superb pieces of pork bought in Sesriem and fries!!!!

**The Namib Desert**

An impressive coastal desert stretching from the Atlantic to a high plateau inland, the narrow Namib Desert runs along the southwest African coast for about 1,300 km. **Considered one of the oldest deserts in the world**, it is bordered to the north by the Kaokoland Desert, which extends into Angola, and to the south by South Africa's Karoo. The narrow Namib is mostly less than 160 km wide. Despite this, it is considered to consist of three sections: the coastal strip influenced by the Atlantic; the Outer Namib, occupying what remains of the western half; and the Inner Namib, comprising the eastern half of the desert. Generally called the Skeleton Coast, the coastal Namib receives almost no rain and depends on regular marine fogs for moisture. From sea level, the terrain rises to 900 m, where the desert meets the base of the Great Escarpment to the east. In the Inner Namib, average annual rainfall is only about 50 mm.

The dryness is such a characteristic of the Namib that it is thought to have been in this arid state for at least 55 million years. It is all the more surprising to learn that animals such as vipers, geckos, zebras, and elephants live in this desert. Some areas of the Namib are also rich in flora, including Welwitschia mirabilis, which grows near the ground with seemingly exhausted leaves, extracting moisture from marine fogs and can live over 1,000 years. In the southern Namib, some dunes are up to 32 km long and 240 m high.

**The frequent fog of the Skeleton Coast:** Driving north along the coast of Namibia, the cold Benguela Current in the Atlantic cools the moist air above the ocean, which, upon meeting the warm desert air, leads to the formation of thick fog banks that drift up to 100 km into the center of the Namib before evaporating under the sun.

> Today's road itinerary: 4 hours of driving: C19 towards Sesriem (track) > D826 (paved) > Foot of Big Daddy via a technical sandy track > Return via the same route > D854 to Tsauchab.

> Gas station: Sesriem.

> Distance driven today: 254 km.

> Distance walked today: 12 km.

> Today's expenses: Park entry at Sesriem for 2 people: 17 € / Fuel fill-up: 78 € / Groceries at Sesriem gas station: 12 € (245 NAD $).

> Accommodation: Tsauchab River Camp - Naukluft View Camp - D054 & D850 GPS: S24 26' 37" E16 10' 11" Sossusvlei 22007, Maltahohe, Namibia - BBQ + Private sanitary facilities + Water - www.tsauchab.com

**DAY 10: Saturday, May 3, 2025: Tsauchab River Camp - Naukluft National Park - Olive Trail Hike (10 km) - Ababis Guest Farm**

We pack up the camp at 8 AM and continue our road trip north via the D854, a bumpy track with many corrugated sections. It's cool this morning, 12°C.

**We enter the Naukluft massif, discovering landscapes with very different terrain than before.** We first need to check in at the campsite, 13 km from the entrance at the end of the track: 350 NAD $ for 2 people and 1 vehicle, then return 4 km back. **On the agenda is the lovely Olive Trail, a 10 km hiking loop that starts 4 km northwest of the park office**, along the D854 that we follow. At 9:45 AM, the hike begins with a fairly steep ascent (about 45 minutes) among the **wild olive trees** from which the trail gets its name. **At the summit, we enjoy a view that embraces the Naukluft Valley.** We then turn east and gradually descend into a deep valley, passing over sometimes slippery rocks. We have a snack around 11:30 AM in these small gorges. **Further on, to cross the wall of a canyon in front of us, some chains are fixed to the rock to help us pass.** We finish this superb loop clockwise at 1:15 PM, taking 3.5 hours including 30 minutes of breaks. We only crossed a small group of 3 people on this wild adventure far from everything. At 1:45 PM, we exit the park and take the **D854 track north to Bullsport**. From there, we turn left and take the C14, which **runs along the bed of the Tsondab River.**

**We arrive at our campsite for the evening, Ababis Guest Farm, at 3 PM.** Quite early for once, allowing us to rest a bit in this peaceful farm where many sheep wander around us. We also enjoy the pool under a magnificent sun, less hot than the previous days, it's 22°C. The camp has only 4 spaced-out sites around shared sanitary facilities. **We are in the middle of a vast plain facing the Naukluft massif mountains.** We will have another beautiful sunset on these mountains. For the first time on this trip, **we will be completely alone at this campsite.** **We haven't encountered many people today**, just 3 during the hike and fewer than 10 vehicles all day.

> Today's road itinerary: Head north on the D854 (track) > Turn left to enter the Naukfluft National Park > Continue on the track then turn right to the Olive Trail hike parking lot (1 hour for 45 km). Return to the D854 and continue north > At Bullsport turn left onto the C14 to Ababis (still a track) > The camp is located on the left facing the D1261 (1 hour for 60 km from Olive Trail). Total: 2 hours of driving for 100 km.

> Gas station: No gas station on the route, except in Solitaire.

> Distance driven today: 115 km.

> Distance walked today: 13 km.

> Accommodation: Ababis Gaestefarm - Night booked by email – payment on site: (https://www.ababis-gaestefarm.de/) - P.O.Box 1004, Maltahöhe - N$ 300.00 per person

**DAY 11: Sunday, May 4, 2025: Ababis Gaestefarm - Namib-Naukluft National Park – Solitaire - Gaub Pass - Kuiseb Canyon - Moon Landscape - Walvis Bay**

The night was, for the first time since the start of this road trip, quite difficult. A strong wind accompanied us all night, making the tent flap constantly. A racket that drove us crazy. We still managed to sleep a few hours. The morning sun brings back our smiles. We hit the road for this new stage a little before 7:45 AM.

We start the day with a first stop less than 15 km away **on the C14 in Solitaire** at 8:15 AM. **This town is lost in the middle of nowhere with its small gas station with a western atmosphere adorned with rusted and sand-covered car wrecks.** After a quick supply stop: 86 NAD $, or 4 € for 1 water container and a box of cookies, we continue north still on the C14, **crossing the Tropic of Capricorn** then devouring this **magnificent track up to Gaub Pass**. **A succession of narrow gorges, turns, climbs, and descents breaking the monotony of the previous long straight lines.** We are right in the heart of no man's land for 200 km. We then start the descent to the **Kuiseb Canyon. It houses the wide bed of the eponymous river, dry almost all year.** Even when it flows for 2 to 3 weeks during the rainy season, it doesn't go beyond Gobabeb and then seeps into the sand. **The drinking water that supplies Walvis Bay is pumped at Rooibank from this underground water table.** **We now cross the Kuiseb Desert where impressive dunes roll down.** We make a short stop at a **natural rock arch** reminding us of our (https://www.montagne-aventure.net/2024/04/29/j19-1-juin-2024-canyonlands-national-park-et-arches-national-park/). Then we gradually descend towards **Walvis Bay** where we will spend the night. At noon, we enter the **Dorob National Park**. The thermometer drops 10°C in 10 minutes as we get closer to the Atlantic Ocean.

At 12:45 PM, much earlier than initially planned, we arrive at the **Moon Landscape** (View Point 4, free) to have a snack, via a very recent surprising dual carriageway in the middle of nowhere, then via the C28. We are again in the hinterlands, the temperature has soared: 30°C without a bit of shade. Even if the colors and the panorama must be exceptional at sunrise or sunset, the detour for this 360° panorama is still worth it. Extreme aridity as far as the eye can see. The place lives up to its name; it really feels like being on the moon. We get back on the road at 1:30 PM via the D1991, C28, then again the A2, which is very new. The latter runs along the beautiful dunes up to the **Dune 7**, where we make another stop.

Then we head towards our final destination of the day, **Walvis Bay. Its port is sheltered by a sand spit, a natural breakwater that protects the city from the powerful assaults of the ocean. Its port was long a strategic place: claimed by the Cape Colony in 1795, it was officially annexed by the British in 1878 to counter Germany's ambitions in the region. A colony of fur seals, pelicans, flamingos, and whale terns have made it their home.**

We do a big grocery shopping at the Spar located in the center for 66 €; it's very easy to park there. Then we fill up with fuel at an Engen station right across for 1117 NAD $ for 54 liters (20.6 NAD $ per liter), which is 54 €. We then **enjoy the seaside in the Lagoon neighborhood**, where it's also easy to park. After kilometers in the desert, **this cool break is more than welcome. The outside temperature is 22°C. In the distance, we can clearly see the clouds lingering over Swakopmund.**

We take the 4x4 one last time to the **Lagoon Chalets where we will spend the night**. The spot is well set up and surprising in the heart of a residential neighborhood. The sites are quite large, separated by fences around very comfortable shared sanitary facilities. BBQ, electricity, and shaded area. We settle in quietly before going out on foot to watch the **sunset over the Pacific Ocean along Lagoon Promenade Road**. We can still see this impressive persistent mist in the distance. The neighborhood is very peaceful, certainly without much charm, but with a very well-developed seafront that inspires relaxation after kilometers without meeting anyone in inhospitable lands. We end the day with our traditional braai: grilled chicken thighs and sautéed potatoes in the coolness of a starry sky.

> Today's road itinerary: 5h30 of driving (or 3h30 of driving for 250 km without the Moon Landscape): Head north on the C14 > Cross the Tropic of Capricorn > Gaub Pass > Kuiseb Canyon on our left in a round trip > Continue to Green Valley and leave the C14 to the right on the D1984 > Turn right on the C28 > Then left D1991 to Moon Landscape D1991 View Point 4 > Return via the same road and stop at Dune 7 for sunset > Walvis Bay.

> Gas station: Solitaire or Walvis Bay.

> Distance driven today: 372 km.

> Distance walked today: 5 km.

> Today's expenses: Fuel fill-up for 54 € + Groceries for 66 € at Spar.

> Accommodation: Walvis Bay: Lagoon Chalets – 36.6 € for two - (http://www.lagoonchaletswb.com/) - 8th Road West, Meersig Meersig 9000, Walvis Bay, Namibia - BBQ – Electricity – Shared sanitary facilities.



**DAY 12: Monday, May 5, 2025: Walvis Bay - Swakopmund - Round Trip to Cape Cross (seals) - Wreck of the Zeila en route - Henties Bay - Spitzkoppe Tented Camp & Campsite**

After an excellent night, a bit cooler and more humid than usual, we wake up around 7 AM and leave the camp at 7:45 AM to **follow the Atlantic coast heading north**. We thus leave **Walvis Bay**, a very pleasant stopover town, and follow the ocean via the B2. **We enter the mist and Swakopmund** at 8:40 AM, parking **near the lighthouse**. The atmosphere is very quiet, the streets seem dead with large empty parking lots and very little traffic, but the few open shops are filled with expatriates enjoying their breakfasts, French bakeries, cafes, travel agencies... **We are in this Benguela Current, a fast cold ocean current that flows from South Africa, up the coasts of Namibia and Angola, towards the northwest to join a warm equatorial current. Hence the supply of very fish-rich waters and this tenacious mist depending on the seasons. In the northern part of the Namib Desert, fogs are frequent during the southern winter. It's almost the only source of moisture since the city of Swakopmund receives, on average, only 11 liters of water per m² in December and January.**

**Swakopmund is wedged between the dunes and the Atlantic rollers. It is the Namibian capital of adventure activities and has a ghostly colonial remnant. With its German architecture, its seaside promenade, it resembles a seaside town of the North Sea or the Baltic.** It is also a bustling African city. **Nearly two-thirds of Swakopmund's population live in Mondesa, a township created during apartheid, northeast of the city center, a legacy of the South African mandate.** The heart of the city is located in the area of the pier, at the foot of the lighthouse, better known as the Mole. During the South African occupation of Swakopmund, the port took a back seat to Walvis Bay.

Continuing on this C34, sometimes on salt, we come across the famous **wreck of the Zeila, stranded in 2008**, on our left. We can see it through the thick fog, being very close to the beach. It's 10:15 AM. Further on, Henties Bay is a bay that attracts many fishermen; it's teeming with vehicles equipped with fishing rods. Besides its fish-rich waters, it enjoys a relaxed atmosphere and a large beach suitable for walks.

We continue further north, heading to Cape Cross, this time a round trip because we will turn off later here in Henties Bay to reach Spitzkoppe via good gravel roads that are quiet alternatives to the very busy paved B2 further south. **Henties Bay is part of the Dorob National Park, a multi-purpose park protecting coastal ecosystems and hosting the many renowned recreational activities of the region. The part of the coast north of Swakopmund up to the Ugab is particularly popular with fishermen who come in droves to fish for saltwater fish.** The small concrete buildings spaced at regular intervals are actually toilets for fishermen and campers. The coastline is also dotted with world-renowned surf spots.

Even before arriving, we can already smell it before we come across thousands of seals (population in 2021: 1.5 million). **The Cape Cross Seal Reserve, the most renowned on the Namibian coast, is home to the most famous breeding colony of fur seals, which seems to take full advantage of the high concentrations of fish present in the icy waters of the Benguela Current. We are impressed by the sight of these 100,000 pinnipeds lounging on the beach and frolicking in the waves.** We have a picnic a little away from the smells facing the ocean in the sun.

At 12:45 PM, it's time to hit the road again. We retrace our steps back to Henties Bay. We stop there to do another big grocery run before not encountering any big cities for many days. We will only buy fresh items day by day until the end of the trip; we have 23 € worth. **In the space of 30 minutes, we go from 15 to 36°C. The thermal shock with an amplitude of more than 20°C.** At 1:45 PM, we hit the road again via the D1918, then we try a very small track on our left, the D1925. It becomes narrow and rough; I have a bit of apprehension. We arrive at a gate to open in the middle of nowhere, then young children run up to us asking for water or food... We then drive to **Spitzkoppe. The arrival right in front of the mountains is majestic, off the beaten path. This mountain appears in the distance like a mirage above the dusty plains of southern Damaraland.** We come across a second gate held by a guard. We enter the "Community Camp" campsite without realizing it through the west entrance. We are given a small paper, then we go to the reception passing **at the foot of these gigantic, magnificent rocks.** Once at the reception, we are informed that this is not the camp we had booked. Ours is located just a little further, and in the end, it's better because the latter was packed. We were able to cross the park very close to these rocks without paying. We exit through the main entrance; 5 Himba children cling to our doors and trunk asking for bread and food again. We continue despite them staying attached, worried about hurting them. Phew, more fear than harm. We cross the few houses and arrive at the right camp at 4:30 PM, the Spitzkoppe Tented & Campsite. The spot is much quieter and well set up. We have site C12, cozy to perfection with its sink, a private shower and toilet, as well as electricity, under the shade of a tree and facing the mountains. The sunset and sunrise will be perfect. We set up the tent and, without delay, head to the pool for a big dose of coolness. Then it's time to prepare the BBQ and **contemplate the fading lights on the Spitzkoppe massif.**

> Today's road itinerary: 5 hours of driving: Head north on the B2 (paved) along the ocean > Swakopmund > C34 (paved) still heading north > On the left, the wreck of the Zeila before Henties Bay > Cape Cross round trip > Henties Bay > D1916 heading east (track) > Turn left onto D3716 > Turn left to the campsite.

> Gas station: Swakopmund or Henties Bay.

> Distance driven today: 344 km.

> Distance walked today: 6 km.

> Today's expenses: Groceries in Henties Bay: 23 € + Cape Cross park entry: 17 €.

> Accommodation: Spitzkoppe Tented Camp & Campsite - Spitzkoppe River Valley 00000, Spitzkoppe river valley, Namibia - (http://spitzkoppemountaincamp.com/) - 26 € - Pool - BBQ - Shower and toilet.

**DAY 13: Tuesday, May 6, 2025: Spitzkoppe - Rock Pools - Uis**

It's 6:45 AM, **we wake up at the foot of one of the most emblematic landscapes of the country, Spitzkoppe, which towers over the valley at 1,728 m.** **The Spitzkoppe massif, "pointed hat" in Afrikaans, is actually a set of three rock formations: Big Spitzkoppe, the granite domes of the Pontok Mountains that surround it, and Little Spitzkoppe, to the southwest. It was first climbed in 1946 and has never stopped attracting experienced climbers; it remains one of the most challenging ascents in the country. The climate in the region is hot**, so try to visit during the cooler months, as it can quickly reach 36°C in the sun in the afternoon. **Spitzkoppe is particularly striking at dusk, as it was last night, and at dawn this morning when the low light sets the rocks ablaze with red and orange hues. The spectacle is unique.**

We re-enter the park managed by the local community (160 NAD $ per person), then start with the **arch sector**. We quietly enjoy all the viewpoints under perfect orange colors. We leave this magnificent spot, reminding us of (https://www.montagne-aventure.net/2024/04/29/j19-1-juin-2024-canyonlands-national-park-et-arches-national-park/), but with much less crowding here. Around 10 AM, we head closer to these mythical peaks, including the main one nicknamed the Matterhorn of Namibia. Then we finish with the **ascent of the rock above Rock Pool. The 360° view of the park is a must-see. Small natural pools carved into the rock bring a bit of water to this arid and rocky landscape.** The wind blows strongly up there, and during a photo shoot with a tripod, it falls forward right onto the lens glass, cracking it... Frustration and shouts, these will be the last quality photos of this trip, and a new bill to pay when we return to replace it... Disgusted.

We continue to **Bushmans Paradise**, have a lunch break in the shade of a rock before hitting the road again around 12:30 PM after thoroughly exploring the park, feeling weakened and sad about my passion: photography...

We fill up with fuel as soon as we arrive in Uis at the price of 21 NAD $ per liter, a total of 1021 NAD $ for 50 liters (52 € by card). **Uis is a former mining town. Tin mining ceased in the early 1990s, but the high white mountain where the ore was dumped is clearly visible. The region is rich in amethysts, Brandberg crystals, and other semi-precious stones; we come across many vendors on the roadside.**

We then head to our final destination of the day, the **Daureb Isib Restcamp**. We arrive quite early for once at 2:45 PM in the heat, but the camp is just perfectly set up, surely the most upscale we will have during this trip. We are in a fortunately shaded area under palm leaves, with a table, chairs with cushions, a sink, a hot shower, toilets, a beautiful pool, and of course our private BBQ. Perfect for regaining a bit of a smile after the fall of my DSLR camera. **We are facing the Brandberg massif, the "fire mountain" in Afrikaans, dominated by Königstein (2,573 m), the highest peak in Namibia.** **The Brandberg owes its name to the reddish-orange glow that forms on its slopes at dawn and dusk, when the sun's rays awaken its red granite faces studded with crystals. It also hides a real treasure inside, as it contains an exceptional concentration of prehistoric rock art**, mainly paintings and some petroglyphs, including the most famous of them, the **White Lady in the Tsisab Gorge**. There are over 43,000 in total, dating back 2,000 to 4,000 years, scattered in hundreds of crevices around the mountain.

Time for the usual swim, laundry, and evening cooking. On the braai menu, local sausages with cheese pasta and leftovers for a good salad the next day.

> Today's road itinerary: 1h45: Head north on the D3716 > Then D1930 (gravel and sand track) to Uis.

> Gas station: Uis.

> Distance driven today: 113 km.

> Distance walked today: 6 km.

> Today's expenses: Fuel fill-up in Uis for 52 € (1,021 NAD $).



> Accommodation: Daureb Isib Restcamp - Erf 672 C/O 3rd & 4th Avenue Uis 9000, Uis, Namibia - (http://www.daurebisib.com/) – 31 € - Pool. Comfort with private bathroom + electricity + Wi-Fi at the restaurant. Clear sky for a beautiful starry night.

**DAY 14: Wednesday, May 7, 2025: Brandberg (Namibia's Highest Mountain) - Damaraland:**

**The Brandberg massif is an isolated, dome-shaped mountain, an inselberg, that towers over the gravel plains scorched by the sun of the Namib Desert to the northwest. It measures 23 km long and 20 km wide. It is the highest point in Namibia at 2,573 meters.**

This massif formed about 130 million years ago when a gigantic viscous mass of magma from deep within the Earth's crust rose through the surrounding rock layers before solidifying. Later, the granite mass was exposed by the erosion of the surrounding rocks.

**The Brandberg is the highest mountain in Namibia, peaking at an altitude of 2,573 m. The indigenous San people call it the "burning mountain," as it appears to glow with a red light at sunset. With its considerable height and width, this massif influences the local climate, attracting more rain on its slopes than the desert below.** The rain seeps through the springs. Unique animal and plant species thrive in this high-altitude environment, and prehistoric paintings adorn the rock faces hidden in the ravines around the base of the mountain.

The first night was also hot since the start of this trip, the thermometer did not drop below 20°C. We wake up gently around 8 AM, a pleasant sleep-in, the sun is already out. After a quick morning cleanup of the 4x4, we have time today, we hit the road at 9:30 AM, getting lost in the Brandberg massif. We are now in the **Damaraland, which stretches from the majestic rock formations of the Brandberg in the south, where we are today, to the bushy expanses at the foot of the rugged mountains of Sesfontein in the north, where we will be tomorrow. It is the perfect destination for wildlife and flora observation.**

We take the track heading towards the **White Lady**, but we want an alternative to this guided visit only. So, just before arriving, we turn right towards a viewpoint named on Google Maps **Rastplatz**. We come across **small Himba villages, living in extreme poverty with no natural resources; the inhabitants ask for water with every passing vehicle...** A bit further, we encounter about ten **ostriches** in the middle of the track, magnificent, as we get closer to the mountains in the background, and a few meters further, **a herd of Oryx**. Then we approach the **bed of the Ugab River**. We then go back and have a snack in the middle of nowhere, under the shade of our 4x4, facing the mountainous massif. We get back on the road around noon, while the temperature is at its peak in this very hot region, 35°C on the gauge with very dry air. We go up the C35 slightly then turn left onto the small track D2319 until we reach the Ugab bed again. Back to Uis in the mid-afternoon.

We did not book the same campsite as the previous night; today we are at the Brandberg Rest Camp. Unfortunately, the camp is not at the same level as the previous one, which was perfect. But the price is also much lower. The sites are next to each other, separated by small fences behind the main building. But it will do just fine. We have our BBQ and electricity, the shared sanitary facilities are decent. We then lounge in the large pool. We will then buy some water for 10 € at the supermarket located right across.

> Gas station: Uis.

> Distance driven today: 118 km.

> Today's expenses: Groceries in Uis: 10 €.

> Accommodation: Brandberg Rest Camp Uis - No 3 Uis Street Namibia 9000, Damaraland, Namibia - (http://www.brandbergrestcamp.com/) - Large pool – Shower – Electricity

**DAY 15: Thursday, May 8, 2025: Damaraland: Petrified Forest - Ugab Valley - Palmwag**

The night was excellent and slightly cooler than the previous one. We wake up around 7 AM and hit the road just before 7:45 AM heading to a new destination as we continue this Namibian road trip. **We cross Damaraland today from south to north.** First via the C35 to **Khorixas**, then turning left onto the C39. **We come across some villagers walking kilometers under the scorching sun with only a small water container in their hand... What a tough life, light-years away from ours.** About 40 km west of this town, we arrive at the **Petrified Forest National Monument**. It is a vast expanse of veld (open vegetation area), dotted with petrified tree trunks that can reach 34 m in length and 6 m in circumference, estimated to be over 260 million years old. These trees belonged to the Gymnospermae family, conifers among which we find today's cycads and welwitschias. The absence of roots and branches suggests that the trunks were deposited here during a significant flood. The site has about fifty trees, some half-buried in sandstone, others perfectly petrified in silica with their bark and growth rings. A guide is mandatory at the entrance to visit the site.

We then continue on this C39 due west to the junction of the D2612. We make a round trip to the south to **Twyfelfontein, which means "uncertain spring" or "bubbling spring" in Damara**. The site is a UNESCO World Heritage site, located at the entrance of the grassy Aba Huab Valley and houses one of the largest collections of rock art on the continent. More than **2,500 petroglyphs** have been discovered on over 200 stones, as well as some rock paintings. They date back about 6,000 years and others 2,500 years. Many engravings depict species that have since disappeared from the region, such as elephants, rhinoceroses, giraffes, and lions. The presence of a seal attests to the existence of links with the coastline at the time, now over 100 km away. It is here, as well as at Brandberg, that the human history of Namibia began with these testimonies of ritual and economic practices among hunter-gatherer peoples.

We continue a bit further south on the D3214 then D3254 to visit the **Organ Pipes, "organ pipes"**. The entrance is also paid, much to our regret... 500 NAD $ for two. We take a well-marked trail leading to a small gorge containing dolerite (coarse-grained basalt) columns 4 m high and aligned on an astonishing 100 m long wall. We are in a volcanic chain stretching over a dozen kilometers, a pile of scoria that seems to have been exposed to fire, the Burnt Mountain "burnt mountain" stands in a bleak and desolate landscape where almost nothing grows.

We head back north and return to the C39 then the C43 to **Palmwag where we will spend the night**. **This concession, covering an area of 5,500 km², is a region of red hills and plains, remarkable for its rolling landscapes as well as its rich fauna and flora**. The region serves as a **buffer zone between Etosha and the Skeleton Coast**. We have a good chance of encountering black rhinos, desert elephants, and lions, as well as spotted hyenas, giraffes, gemsboks, and other antelopes.

We pass the sanitary control barrier at 4 PM, just before entering Palmwag. In our direction, from south to north, we are simply asked about our future destinations and to present my French driver's license. A few meters further, there is a small gas station, then on our left our final destination of the day: the Palmwag Lodge Campsites. We are happy to arrive after this long journey. The welcome is very pleasant, and the site is very comfortable with a real brick shelter housing our shower and toilet, as well as water and electricity. We always have a BBQ available, but today we unfortunately no longer have meat due to concerns about the sanitary control, but we were not sure if it was rather in the other direction that the transport of fresh meat and dairy products is prohibited. We now cross our fingers to be able to observe some different animals, as the place is renowned for elephants, giraffes, and rhinos. We first take some time to relax in the pool before going for a walk around the reserve, without encountering anything unfortunately this evening, but the wake-up will be up to par... Time for the sunset, which is always one of the highlights of the day.

> Today's road itinerary: 5h30 of driving: C35 heading north > Then turn left onto the C39 > Petrified Forest > Go down on the D3612 in a round trip to Twyfelfontain (rock paintings and Organ Pipes) > Go back up on the C39 then C43 to Palmwag > Round trip on the C40 to Mount Grootberg Pass.

For info on the C43, there is a sanitary control at the entrance and exit (transporting raw meat is prohibited).

Palmwag: black rhinos (guided or free visit? at sunrise or sunset).

> Gas station: Twyfelfontain or Palmwag (07:00 – 19:00) – Tire repair in Palmwag.

> Distance driven today: 349 km.

> Distance walked today: km.

> Accommodation: North of Palmwag Lodge Campsites - GPS Coordinates -19.88556°, 13.93694° - Pool – Water and electricity – 34 € - (https://gondwana-collection.com/accommodation/palmwag-campsite?LodgeName=PALMWAG%20CAMPSITE)

**DAY 16: Friday, May 9, 2025: Palmwag - Sesfontein - Entry into Kaokoland - Opuwo**

This morning, we take our time watching for wildlife. We can finally observe our first **kudus** as the sun begins to illuminate the plain in front of us (see video and time-lapse of the day). A few minutes later, we also spot **a couple of giraffes with their calf**, moving calmly and serenely.

**We leave Palmwag** at 9 AM, heading to the northernmost point of Damaraland via the C43 to Sesfontein.

A few kilometers on the track, and we come across **a herd of zebras**, 11 to be exact, in the middle of green hills. Even further, it's more than twenty that cross right in front of us, a treat for our eyes. Their gait is majestic; they are very sensitive to noise. Some are more curious than others and don't hesitate to stay close if we remain quiet. We then cross numerous rough riverbeds. We must always stay very attentive at the wheel because we can drive at over 80 km/h on straight lines and then suddenly have to brake to cross these small streams, usually already dry at this time of year. Many antelopes are still present by the side of the track; the heat is already rising, and they are often lying on the ground at this hour.

**We arrive in Sesfontein at 11:15 AM**, just as the children are leaving school. Transportation is done by donkey-drawn carts. The villagers spend their time in the shade of the trees and in front of the few small shops. The atmosphere of its streets is dusty with a laid-back pace; this town has the feel of an oasis located **by the Hoanib River**, the town of six springs from which it gets its name. Founded in 1896, it was a military outpost built after a cattle plague epidemic. This page of its history is reflected in Fort Sesfontein, erected in 1905 to fight cattle diseases, arms smuggling, and poaching.

We take a lunch break at the exit of the village around 11:30 AM in the shade of a tree, so peaceful, it's 32°C. We continue further north, away from the usual tourist routes, and **enter the Kunene region, also called Kaokoland**. The track becomes narrower and more winding. **These are now vast solitary spaces largely devoid of roads, simply crossed by sandy tracks opened by the South African army just a few decades ago.** The fauna and flora have managed to adapt to this harsh and dry environment, like the desert elephant, an endangered species whose slender legs are perfectly suited to the long journeys the animal must make to find water, a rare resource. This region is also the territory of the Himba people, emblematic of the country. Its name comes from the Kunene River, which marks a narrow belt of vegetation at the Angolan border.

**We arrive in Opuwo at 3 PM**, **this town is the capital of the Kunene region**. Its name means "the end" in the Herero language, a fitting term for this dusty collection of commercial buildings surrounded by traditional huts with round thatched roofs.

**Opuwo is a strong cultural moment of this trip in Himba territory, this semi-nomadic people traditionally settles in an onganda (small village), moving if necessary to find access to water. Himba women are known for their ochre-colored cream, otjize, a mixture of butterfat and ochre powder, applied to protect and moisturize the skin and hair. Fire and smoke play an important role in their culture.** Smoke, often scented with herbs, is used by women for purification. It can also convey prayers to the supreme being, Muluru. In traditional celebrations, there is always a sacred fire that remains lit between the main hut and the animal enclosure, to maintain ties with the ancestors.

Right upon arrival, we fill up with fuel at the Shell station at the price of 21.48 NAD $ per liter, or 67 liters for 1454 NAD $ (72 €) by card. We then quickly stock up on meat at the Spar **where Himba women with bare breasts mix with us, the only white people shopping in the aisles**. **Since the beginning of this trip, this is where life is most bustling**. There are many people on these dusty streets, after kilometers without seeing anyone, the shock is brutal. There are small markets, poverty but also wealth. The town is quite spread out. There are no white people left, **we finally discover the true, harsh African life.**

We arrive at the **Opuwo Country Lodge at 3:30 PM**, located slightly on the heights. We have site 9 at the end of the property for maximum isolation as we like. Once again, we have private sanitary facilities, a BBQ, and electricity. Once settled, we walk 10 minutes to the reception where the pool is located to cool off. An infinity pool that is just magnificent facing the vast landscape before us. But this contrast between this little comfort and the town below makes us uneasy. The employees walk back down. A guard is present at the entrance of the lodge to ensure security; the park where we are is fenced. We enjoy a good braai, then enjoy the few lights of the town gradually lighting up. The night will be quite noisy for once with very loud music rising from a party below until 2:30 AM... And yet it comes from far away... Maybe a bar? In any case, we rule out what we thought was just a party during our visit here on Friday.

> Today's road itinerary: 4 hours of track: Return via the C43 heading south to Opuwo.

> Gas station: Okangwati or Opuwo

> Distance driven today: 261 km.

> Today's expenses: Fuel fill-up in Opuwo for 72 € + Groceries in Opuwo for 21 €.

> Accommodation: Opuwo Country Hotel - Opuwo Hilltop Opuwo 9000, Opuwo, Namibia - -18.044682 / 13.833861 - (http://www.opuwolodge.com/) - N$600.00 - Pool / Water / Private sanitary facilities / Electricity / BBQ.

**DAY 17: Saturday, May 10, 2025: Opuwo to Epupa Falls:**

We take our time this morning by the **Kunene River**, then we hit the road at 8:45 AM. This is our return trip to Opuwo.

After 4 good hours of driving, **we return to the bustling life of Opuwo**. We refill with fuel at the Shell station (21.48 NAD $ per liter) 820 NAD $ (40 €) for 38 liters and do a quick grocery run at the Spar for 488 NAD $ (24 €). We don't take any meat because we have the **sanitary barrier** to cross tomorrow before entering Etosha Park. We pay for these two expenses in cash for the first time; until now, the credit card was always accepted, so we now have to use the cash we withdrew at the airport. Then we head back to the Opuwo Country Lodge, arriving at the campsite at 2 PM. We are the first to arrive, we rest for a moment before heading to the pool and then end the day around our traditional BBQ with sausages and sautéed potatoes. The full moon accompanies us, perfect for nighttime observations in Etosha starting tomorrow.

The campsite's location should be avoided because we again have infernal music that gets louder from 7 PM to 2:30 AM... And yet it comes from far away... Maybe a bar? In any case, we eliminate what we thought was just a party during our visit here on Friday.

> Today's road itinerary: 4 hours of track: Return via the C43 heading south to Opuwo.

> Gas station: Okangwati or Opuwo

> Distance driven today: 180 km.

> Accommodation: Opuwo Country Hotel - Opuwo Hilltop Opuwo 9000, Opuwo, Namibia - -18.044682 / 13.833861 - (http://www.opuwolodge.com/) - N$600.00 - Pool / Water / Electricity / BBQ

**DAY 18: Sunday, May 11, 2025: Epupa Falls:**

Time for a "vacation" day; we wake up leisurely at 8 AM and take our time this morning. Breakfast and even coffee. The night was good, lulled by the sound of the waterfalls.

In the late morning, we head out on the small path along the banks of the Kunene River, which offers magnificent landscapes. We have a beautiful view of Angola from the opposite bank. The falls extend over about 1.5 km and flow over a series of promontories, the highest of which reaches 37 m.

At noon, we return to our campsite to eat in the shade of the palm trees. On the menu: fried eggs and pasta. We take advantage of this afternoon to rest before the last part of this road trip, with reading, writing, and pool time on the agenda.

In the late afternoon, we return to one of the viewpoints overlooking Epupa Falls to once again enjoy the sunset colors from a different angle. We are over the moon; our thoughts wander in all directions. We discuss future trips, adventures, reminisce about our memories, and think about the world around us... We savor the luck of being here. On the way back, a Himba woman asks if we can give her a ride in our 4x4 to Opuwo tomorrow.

Tonight, we dine on our traditional braai with white beans by the Kunene River. We are lulled by the sound of this powerful river flowing under the song of insects. The coolness sets in, and we fall asleep under the stars.

> Distance driven today: 0 km.

> Distance walked today: 10 km.

> Accommodation: Omarunga Lodge Campsites - 68 € for two nights - Site by the river - (https://gondwana-collection.com/fr/accommodation/omarunga-epupa-falls-campsite?LodgeName=OMARUNGA%20EPUPA-FALLS%20CAMPSITE&hsLang=en)



**DAY 19: Monday, May 12, 2025: Epupa to Opuwo**

We enjoy the morning a bit more by the **Kunene River**, then we hit the road at 8:45 AM. This is our return trip to Opuwo.

After 4 good hours on the road, **we return to the bustling life of Opuwo**. We refill with fuel at the Shell station (21.48 NAD $ per liter) for 820 NAD $ (40 €) for 38 liters and do a quick grocery run at the Spar for 488 NAD $ (24 €). We don't take any meat because we have the **sanitary barrier** to cross tomorrow before entering Etosha Park. We pay in cash for these two expenses for the first time; until now, the credit card was always accepted, so we have to use the cash we withdrew at the airport. Then we head back to the Opuwo Country Lodge, arriving at the campsite at 2:30 PM. We are the first to arrive, rest for a moment before heading to the pool, and then end the day with our traditional BBQ: sausages and sautéed potatoes. The full moon accompanies us, perfect for nighttime observations in Etosha starting tomorrow.

The campsite's location should be avoided, as we again have loud music until 2:30 AM... And it comes from far away... Maybe a bar? In any case, we rule out what we thought was just a party during our visit here on Friday.

> Today's road itinerary: 4 hours of track: Return via the C43 heading south to Opuwo.

> Gas station: Okangwati or Opuwo

> Distance driven today: 180 km.

> Accommodation: Opuwo Country Hotel - Opuwo Hilltop Opuwo 9000, Opuwo, Namibia - -18.044682 / 13.833861 - (http://www.opuwolodge.com/) - N$600.00 - Pool / Water / Private sanitary facilities / Electricity / BBQ

**DAY 20: Tuesday, May 13, 2025: Opuwo – Etosha - Olifantsrus**

We wake up before dawn around 6:30 AM. We pack up the camp at 7:15 AM heading to a first waterhole to watch the sunrise and start our day of observations and discoveries. It's 11°C, and as soon as we leave the campsite, we come across numerous zebras, foxes, and springboks with the sun rising on the horizon. Magnificent images.

**At 8:30 AM, we are still alone**, we witness **one of the most beautiful scenes of this trip: 3 lionesses hunting springboks**. It's thanks to the latter, slowing down, that we manage to spot 4 lionesses' heads barely above the tall grass. They hide, stand up, move slowly... We wait without moving. This is their perfect terrain for camouflage. **We are on the lookout and try to be discreet during this hunting scene**. We leave the area to let them finish their remarkable work and continue the track towards the East. The terrain becomes completely flat. It's now been 3 hours since we left the campsite without noticing the time passing, and especially without meeting anyone. Around 10 AM, near a waterhole, we come across a solitary elephant mixed with zebras, buffaloes, and springboks.

Around 11 AM, we take a lunch break; here, it's us who are enclosed in enclosures. Whether in the campsites or the few small equipped areas, we are fenced in by a gate. The animals are free on their territory. The wind has picked up again, just like the sun. We eat alone in absolute calm in the heart of this incredible, unique park; there are no words to describe what nature offers us here, far from any human activity. We start to see some safari vehicles arriving, but the attendance remains much lower than I had imagined. At most, a total of fifteen throughout the day.

Etosha is also a wonderful reserve of vegetation; you can find multiple mopane groves. But also acacias and other trees appreciated by ruminants. The south and east of the park have the most waterholes, which is where most animals gather. In the West, the vegetation is denser, and the wildlife is harder to spot, but it is well present, especially the black-faced impala and Hartmann's mountain zebra, which are found almost nowhere else. The area being less frequented, the bush feeling is more pronounced.

30 minutes of track after eating, **we come across a solitary male lion. The build compared to the females this morning is noticeable from afar**, even though this one is quite far from us unfortunately, unlike this morning when they were right on top of us.

**Etosha is the preferred habitat of lions in Namibia, with about 330 individuals roaming the park's plains, nearly half of the country's wild lions.** The big cats rest under the trees near waterholes, especially the one at Okaukuejo where we arrive today, but it's also a good spot for elephants and rhinos.

We then enter the territory of buffaloes, which we come across by the dozens now. Wow, the encounters keep coming. Then around 2 PM, we follow this immense **Etosha Pan** for the first time, which we will follow for a good part of tomorrow's day.

We arrive at our campsite at 3:30 PM after more than 8 hours of self-safari filled with discoveries. We sleep tonight at the **Olifantsrus Camp**, which we had previously booked in France. We had to wait and click several times for a spot to open up, as the camp has very few sites, and that's a good thing. It is located in one of the wildest areas of Etosha and has a practical observation tower overlooking a waterhole, offering us great opportunities to spot wildlife after nightfall (see photos). **The sunset is once again memorable.** In the guestbook at the reception, where each visitor can note their observations, 3 lions were seen the day before just a few steps from here (1 male, 1 female, and their cub), on a part of the track we didn't cover today; it will be on tomorrow morning's program. We cross our fingers for these predators.

> Today's road itinerary: 6 hours of driving: Leave Opuwo via the C41 (paved road) > Turn right onto the C35 (paved road) to the Galton Gate > Enter Etosha Park.

> Gas station: Opuwo.

> Distance driven today: 369 km.

> Accommodation: Olifantsrus Camping site - 53.4 € for two – Shared sanitary facilities – Electricity – BBQ – No grocery store - (https://www.etoshanationalpark.org/fr/accommodation/olifantsrus-camp)



**DAY 21: Wednesday, May 14, 2025: Etosha National Park: From Olifantsrus to Okaukuejo:**

We wake up before dawn around 6:30 AM. We pack up the camp at 7:15 AM as the gates open, heading to a first waterhole to watch the sunrise and start our day of observations. It's 11°C, and just outside the campsite, we come across numerous zebras, foxes, and springboks with the sun rising on the horizon. Magnificent scenes.

**At 8:30 AM, we are still alone**, and we witness **one of the most beautiful moments of this trip: three lionesses hunting springboks**. Thanks to the springboks slowing down, we manage to spot four lionesses' heads barely above the tall grass. They hide, stand up, and move slowly... We wait without moving. This is their perfect terrain for camouflage. **We stay alert and try to be discreet during this hunting scene**. We leave the area to let them finish their remarkable work and continue the track towards the east. The terrain becomes completely flat. It's been 3 hours since we left the campsite without noticing the time, and especially without meeting anyone. Around 10 AM, near a waterhole, we come across a solitary elephant mixed with zebras, buffaloes, and springboks.

Around 11 AM, we take a lunch break; here, it's us who are enclosed in enclosures. Whether in the campsites or the few small equipped areas, we are fenced in by a gate. The animals are free on their territory. The wind has picked up again, just like the sun. We eat alone in absolute calm in the heart of this incredible, unique park; there are no words to describe what nature offers us here, far from any human activity. We start to see some safari vehicles arriving, but the attendance remains much lower than I had imagined. At most, a total of fifteen throughout the day.

Etosha is also a wonderful reserve of vegetation; you can find multiple mopane groves. But also acacias and other trees appreciated by ruminants. The south and east of the park have the most waterholes, which is where most animals gather. In the west, the vegetation is denser, and the wildlife is harder to spot, but it is well present, especially the black-faced impala and Hartmann's mountain zebra, which are found almost nowhere else. The area being less frequented, the bush feeling is more pronounced.

Thirty minutes of track after eating, **we come across a solitary male lion. The build compared to the females this morning is noticeable from afar**, even though this one is quite far from us unfortunately, unlike this morning when they were right on top of us.

**Etosha is the preferred habitat of lions in Namibia, with about 330 individuals roaming the park's plains, nearly half of the country's wild lions.** The big cats rest under the trees near waterholes, especially the one at Okaukuejo where we arrive today, but it's also a good spot for elephants and rhinos.

We then enter the territory of buffaloes, which we come across by the dozens now. Wow, the encounters keep coming. Then around 2 PM, we follow this immense **Etosha Pan** for the first time, which we will follow for a good part of tomorrow's day.

We arrive at our campsite at 3:30 PM after more than 8 hours of self-safari filled with discoveries. We sleep tonight at the **Okaukuejo Resort**. Upon arrival, this impression of a small town in the middle of hundreds of kilometers without infrastructure remains shocking. **The atmosphere is quite different from last night in our small wild campsite**. However, even though the attendance is higher, we are lucky to get a site in a corner (number 46). **The lit waterhole will also be a reward**. After checking in, we take advantage of the small grocery store to buy two meats for our next BBQs in the park, 3 pork chops and sausages, as well as a cold drink for 252 NAD $. This locality also offers a gas station, a restaurant, and a nice pool, but our goal during this park stay remains focused on the wildlife, so I won't give in this time. Time to set up, followed by a short rest, then our toilette before heading to the "waterhole" for the sunset around 6 PM. **A new grand spectacle unfolds before us, a hundred zebras come to hydrate right before our eyes at the water reserve facing the sunset in a cloud of dust. Then a couple of lions approach stealthily without managing to fill their stomachs. A third guest arrives, a second male lion also comes to drink. The waterhole now becomes the territory of the lions... We are speechless facing what nature offers us, we savor for over an hour scrutinizing the smallest details. What an intense day, images that will remain forever etched in our minds.** It's our turn to have our meal with three beautiful pork chops on the BBQ accompanied by curry vegetables.

At 9 PM, we decide to return to the waterhole, a wonderful idea because we find **an elephant and two black rhinos courting in the water. The male has a hard time seducing his sweetheart and eventually leaves, but a third rhino appears out of nowhere to join her. The scenes unfold under the spotlights** accompanied by a sky full of stars. We eventually go to bed. Looking forward to the rest of the story tomorrow.

> Today's road itinerary: Camp Olifantsrus > Camp Okaukuejo.

> Gas station: Okaukuejo camp.

> Distance driven today: 229 km. > Today's expenses: Groceries for 12 €.

> Accommodation: Okaukuejo Camping Site - 48.12 € for two - Pool - Gas station - Lit waterhole - Grocery store - (https://www.etoshanationalpark.org/fr/accommodation/okaukuejo)



**DAY 22: Thursday, May 15, 2025: Etosha National Park: From Okaukuejo to Halali:**

We wake up around 5:30 AM to a strange noise getting closer, a few thunderclaps, then heavy rain pours down on us! The first since the start of this trip, we had forgotten its sound and smell. We leave the campsite quickly at 7:13 AM as the gates open, the rain stops just in time!

We are right in the heart of the park today. We arrive at the Etosha Pan, an immense flat salt desert that, a few days a year, transforms into a shallow expanse teeming with flamingos and pelicans. At the end of the dry season, everything, from elephants to grasslands, is covered in the white, chalky dust of Etosha.

Around noon, at the Riedfontein waterhole, we spot two male lions in this picturesque savannah. As we've noticed, the females hunt while the males protect the territory. The males and cubs will benefit first.

The day was less emotional than the previous one. We encounter far fewer animals, often at a greater distance. Is it because of the stormy rain we had at dawn this morning, or is it the area? The tracks were also more exhausting, especially the Rhino Drive without meeting a soul. But the view over the immense salt pan as far as the eye can see is worth seeing. Maybe the waterhole at the campsite will surprise us tonight as it did yesterday?

We arrive at 4 PM at the Halali Resort for our last night in the park. We still have a lit waterhole, more intimate than yesterday's, and we can walk around the park thanks to a hiking trail. The sanitary facilities are shared and quite recent, with each site offering its own BBQ and electrical outlet. After setting up and a quick wash, we head on foot to the Halali waterhole for sunset. Tonight's menu features local sausages (beef and pork) with curry pasta.

> Today's road itinerary: Camp Okaukuejo > Camp Halali.

> Gas station: Halali Camp.

> Distance driven today: 242 km.

> Accommodation: Halali Camping Site - 48.12 € for two - Pool - Gas station - Lit waterhole - Grocery store - (https://www.nwr.com.na/resorts/halali-resort/)



**DAY 23: Friday, May 16, 2025: Etosha National Park: From Halali to Namutoni - Waterberg Park:**

We pack up the camp at 7:15 AM as the gates open. It's 17°C, and the sun is out as usual. **We follow the Etosha Pan, still quite wet at this time of year.** The small track offers different viewpoints under a sun gradually rising higher.

The further east we go, the more we encounter gnus, kudus, and impalas. **We are once again spoiled and delighted by everything we discover this morning.** A majestic **giraffe** appears before our eyes just before arriving at **Namutoni** around 9:45 AM, quickly followed by 4 other companions. From there, we change plans, do the **Fischer's Pan** loop, and then decide to exit through the northern gate, allowing us to cover the entire park. Our last encounters will be with these tallest animals, the giraffes, and what a spectacle to see them spread their legs to hydrate, followed by gnus.

Just before the exit, we take a lunch break at an equipped area at 11:30 AM.

**We leave Etosha National Park with a touch of nostalgia through the King Nehale Iya Mpingana gate** at 12:30 PM. We find the beautiful paved B1 road, which is a great relief. Cows and goats take over; driving at 120 km/h on these single-lane, two-way roads with these animals we brush past requires constant vigilance. We fill up with fuel at 1:30 PM in **Oshivelo** (21.33 $ per liter), 93 liters for 99 € by card. Since we hadn't planned to go so far north out of Etosha, we are surprised to go through a **sanitary check** at the exit of the town, but it turns out to be even quicker than the previous one, a simple glance in the fridge by very smiling women, much more pleasant than the staff at the Etosha entrances and exits.

We pass **near Lake Otjikoto** ("deep hole" in Herero), which is **one of the only two natural lakes in Namibia along with its neighbor Lake Guinas**. In 1851, explorers Charles Andersson and Francis Galton came across this karst lake occupying a limestone cauldron 100 m long, 150 m wide, and 55 m deep. Its steep walls, about 20 m high, are the result of the collapse of the rock roof of the sinkhole under water pressure. This lake is also known for the large quantity of weapons and ammunition found in its depths. Remnants of the region's violent past, they were dumped there in 1915 by the retreating German army, refusing to let South African troops get their hands on them. Unfortunately, it's paid entry, and given the late hour, we continue on our way. To our great surprise, there is a lot of traffic on this B1, including many trucks, the first time we've seen so many people in this country. The landscapes change; we even discover deciduous trees taking on their autumn colors.

We pass through **Tsumeb**, and the road continues to **Otjiwarongo**, which means "pleasant place" in the Herero language, and the town lives up to its name. Prosperous and peaceful, with wide avenues and a relaxed atmosphere, we stop there to do some shopping. We buy some local meat to treat ourselves during these last two remaining camping nights: skewers, pork, and sausages, as well as biscuits, a last water tank, and yogurt for Mimi; 388 NAD $ - 20 €. We get back on the road heading south via the B1 for 15 minutes, then turn left onto the C42, still paved, for 30 minutes and 41 km, then left again onto the D2512, a wavy sandy track for 15 minutes.

**We enter the Waterberg National Park this evening.** The arrival facing this mountainous massif in the middle of the plains under the end-of-day lights of a deep red makes us even more eager to discover it. **Composed of impressive sandstone cliffs, tangles of vines, a canopy teeming with birds, elusive wildlife, and improbable dinosaur footprints. The Waterberg occupies a large sandstone plateau 50 km long and 16 km wide, at an altitude of 150 m above the plain.** It is possible to encounter elands, black wildebeests, roan antelopes, buffaloes, and red hartebeests, and with luck, leopards, as well as 200 identified bird species.

We arrive at the NWR campsite at 6 PM, the first time we arrive so late, just before nightfall. It's from here that various hiking trails start for tomorrow's day, including the **Mountain View Trail** that climbs to the edge of the plateau. We quickly settle into this peaceful camp where calm reigns, no more than 5 vehicles tonight. The place is shaded, with fairly recent shared sanitary facilities, electricity, and a BBQ for each. We savor our second-to-last braai under the stars, hearing our plane that brought us to Frankfurt fly over, every day at the same time over the Waterberg then Etosha. Very rare, as there are very few flights that land or fly over Namibian skies.

> Today's road itinerary: 10 hours of driving: B1 then C42 then D2512.

> Gas station: Exit of Etosha Park, Tsumeb, Otavi, or Waterberg Park.

> Distance driven today: 616 km.

> Accommodation: NWR Waterberg Camping Site - Pool - Water - 45 € for two - (https://www.nwr.com.na/resorts/waterberg-resort/#1577510913112-8f243e49-35a647e7-1997)



**DAY 24: Saturday, May 17, 2025: Waterberg Park - Otjiwa:**

We wake up around 7 AM after a very cool night.

**At sunrise, the cliffs appear even redder, and the cries of baboons echo around us.** We come across about thirty of them. We start the hike around 8:15 AM. **The Mountain View Trail will take us to the Waterberg Plateau.** The temperature is pleasant for walking. **The trail starts in a thick forest where the song of birds resonates.** The path is little frequented, so progress is slow and irregular; we regularly have to duck, step over, and climb rocks. However, in 35 minutes, we reach the top of the plateau. We are once again alone in the world in this Namibian nature. **The 360° panorama extends over a wide plain of green shrubs below, then over these steep red cliffs** giving access to this suspended plateau of the Waterberg. To enter, unfortunately, a special permit is required, and you must be accompanied by a guide. We savor the moment under the already hot sun at 9 AM. After an hour reminiscing about our journey on our rocky promontory, we start the descent at 10 AM, completing a loop back to our starting point. **At 10:30 AM, we pass by the small cemetery of German fighters who died in 1904**, then we hit the road back to the B1. We take a lunch break at noon at one of the tables scattered regularly along the paved roads. We are watched by **baboons** perched in their tree. We then decide to make a **detour through the town of Otjiwarongo**, which we didn't have time to explore properly yesterday. **A quick visit to the train station is a must to see locomotive No. 41, built in 1912 by the German company Henschel. It was transported to Namibia to carry ore between the mines of Tsumeb and the port of Swakopmund before being decommissioned in 1960 when the tracks were modified.**

We return to do some shopping and bring back some souvenirs for 300 NAD $ (14 €). We then take the road south on the B1. I start to feel the end of this immense loop through Namibia. Morale is gradually dropping. But we still have plenty of beautiful things to discover. We arrive at 3 PM at the **Otjiwa Safari Lodge. This will be our last night camping after 22 nights sleeping in the wild to the sound of animals.** The nostalgia is palpable. We enter this high-end private park; we don't really feel at home upon arrival. The reception, the pool, the restaurant, everything is very upscale, unlike anything we've experienced during this road trip. However, the reserve has its charm; we come across our beautiful antelopes again. The 10 sites are very comfortable, spaced apart under some bushes. Each has, of course, its BBQ, electricity, lighting, and sink. Before enjoying our last evening, we need to do a thorough dusting of the 4x4 and a good cleaning and organizing of our belongings. Then it's time for our last perfect braai: chicken and pork skewers, as well as tomato-flavored white beans.

> Today's road itinerary: 1h30 of driving: Waterberg > Otjiwarongo > Okonjima wildlife reserve - D2512 then C22 then B1 then turn right onto a 3 km track.

> Gas station: Waterberg Park.

> Distance driven today: 135 km.

> Distance walked today: 6 km.

> Today's expenses: Souvenirs for 14 €.

> Accommodation: Otjiwa Safari Lodge - B1 main road, west side Otjiwarongo 12001, Otjiwarongo, Namibia - (http://www.otjiwa.com.na/) – 40 € for two – From 3 PM.

**DAY 25: Sunday, May 18, 2025: Otjiwa - Windhoek:**

For this last leg of our Namibian journey, we complete the loop back to our starting point, Windhoek. We leave our last campsite at Otjiwa, later than usual, at 10 AM. We head due south on the B1 in less than 3 hours to the country's capital, not without a touch of nostalgia after all these kilometers traveled through Namibia. The landscapes roll by with a lot of melancholy. We make a stop 60 km north, in Okahandja. We take the opportunity to fill up with fuel (21.10 $ per liter), 500 NAD $ for 23 liters; the card machine wasn't working, so we had to withdraw from an ATM at the next gas station. A local was quite insistent at my window, asking for food or money. Anyway, after 15 minutes, we get back on the road.

From here, we take the new A1, a 2x2 lane highway limited, like the previous roads, to 120 km/h. Then we gradually see some of the country's industries before entering the capital in the blink of an eye. We arrive at 1:45 PM at Chameleon Backpackers. It's a small hostel-style hotel with a central pool, a shared kitchen, secure indoor parking, and a restaurant. They also organize tours (3 Day Express, 3 Day Link, 4 Days Etosha, 7 Day Norbert Adventure), very different from everything we've encountered so far, a kind of atmosphere like in Thailand. There are dormitories, rooms with shared bathrooms, and our little cocoon, the Love Bird, a room located alone on the upper floor with its small balcony, a swing, its bathroom, and its large bed with a thatched roof. A lot of charm while overlooking the pool. We eat before setting off to explore the capital.

Windhoek is a modern and well-maintained city, contrasting completely with the rest of the country. It is heavily influenced by its German colonial heritage, still very present in some streets of the capital. The architecture is colorful and surprising. The skyline is shared between the spires of a neo-baroque cathedral, the unusual silhouette of three castles from the German colonial era, and glass and steel skyscrapers. Office workers head to Zoo Park at lunchtime.

We enjoy the smell of grills at some street corners lined with small single-story houses with zinc roofs.

We first head to Windhoek's emblematic monument, its unofficial symbol: Christuskirche, just a 10-minute walk away. This German Lutheran church rises above the traffic at the center of an intersection. Built in 1907 with local sandstone. The roof and other elements were imported from Europe. The result evokes a gingerbread house.

We then walk along the pedestrian shopping street of **Post Street Mall** to admire African crafts, but on this Sunday, most shops are closed; we'll come back tomorrow. We return via the Wernhil shopping center.

> Today's road itinerary: Return to Windhoek in 3 hours via the B1 then the A1. In the capital, turn left onto Florence Nightingale, then right onto Beethoven Street then C28 then B6, then Bismarck Street. Take Church Street and Trift Street towards Voight Street.

> Gas station: Okahandja or Windhoek.

> Distance driven today: 245 km.

> Accommodation: Chameleon Backpackers & Guesthouse – 49 € for two - 5-7 Voigt St, North Windhoek Central, 9000 Windhoek

**DAY 26: Monday, May 19, 2025: Windhoek, Visit to the Namibian Capital:**

Our last sleep in Namibia... The wake-up is a bit sad; we still enjoy this return to comfort in a real bed. After a hearty breakfast, we check out of our little cocoon at 10 AM. We leave our vehicle in the secure parking lot and return for a walk in the center of Windhoek. On this Monday, the center is immediately livelier while still remaining extremely calm for a capital. The pace of life is slow; employees move slowly without rushing, each task is performed with a slowness that is almost surprising. A few skyscrapers further on, we quickly leave the hyper-center. We retrace our steps to the shopping gallery where we linger for a while. We eat around noon with African music in the background, making us even more nostalgic. Then the trip will gradually come to an end, unfortunately, until the moment when we will have to, not without regret, return our rental vehicle around 3 PM... We stop by the hotel again and then head to the rental agency and then to the airport by shuttle, included in our contract.

At 4:20 PM, we are back at the airport. We see ourselves upon arrival as if it were yesterday... Tears are not far off; we wait, the formalities are much quicker than upon arrival. **We board by walking across the tarmac on foot, escorted by about fifteen Namibians, facing the sunset. It will be there until the end, beautifully drawn on the horizon, to say goodbye to Namibia...**

> Round-trip flight tickets with Lufthansa from Lyon: 2029 €, or **1,014.50 €** per person.

> Vehicle rental: 4x4 Toyota with roof tent for 24 days: Gracious Whisp Car Rentals: 2,638 € (N$50,640) or **1,319 €** per person - (https://gwcarrentals.com/)

**DAY 27: Tuesday, May 20, 2025:** Flight FRA 8:15 AM -> 9:35 AM LYS (Air Dolomite No. 1074)

Total expenses including flight tickets + vehicle rental + visa + Lyon parking + food + fuel:

Cost per person: 3467 € Cost for two: 6935 €

>> All our photos and videos for each day on our website here: (https://www.montagne-aventure.net/voyages-découvertes/namibie-2025/)