Swakopmund To Sesriem

From Swakopmund and the cool south Atlantic we head back east, into the heat of the formidable Namib desert, and a world of dunes...

Just east of Swakopmund, Dune 7, a beach dune, still one of
the largest there is...but you ain't seen nothin' yet

For a few miles, the road was moist and easily graded

But then it deteriorated into the washboard sand/gravel we would
trudge through for the next week; the vibrations so great that we
went through three (3) sets of drawer latches...among other things

Then, miles from the sea, a fog descended

Pretty bad fog

Which eventually lifted to reveal the Martian landscape we'd
be seeing, with occasional breaks, for days

There was a river here, once

Note, now, the dunes climbing up the mountains

Windstorm

Mountain sinking into dunes

Someone's paradise; with satellite dish

At the crossroads/oasis/fuel stop of Solitaire

Usual southern African decor

The mountains here are "inselbergs," island mountains; many
of them being inundated by sand

Bird nest, to be explained later

Finally we arrive at the camp at Sesriem, ankle deep in sand,
watching the sun set over a unicorn oryx

Dave's map of how we might get out of the camp's deep sand
and onto the highway...

Martian sunset

Were we to do this again, as indies, we'd probably elect a smaller,
4WD rig

And not the tour bus/tent approach