Sunday, January 23, 2011
Skeleton Coast
There is nothing here. It is the end of the world. There are only some welwitschia plants left, but they also disappear after a while. We entered the "Skeleton Cost National Park" where sand and stone dominates. Animals are not visible. We descended the long way to the Atlantic Ocean on a dirt road. On the cost itself their are many shipwrecks off the many unfortunate explorers and merchants that underestimated the "Humboldt Stream" that brings cold water from the Antarctica. It is a scene that could be on the moon. I enjoyed this place very much and felt small compared with this vast desert. Occasionally you see old rusting oil rigs or cranes that have been washed many kilometers inland over time. The water is terribly cold and currents can be expected. It is astonishingly unfriendly to life and special because of that. Nobody could survive here. After about 6 hours in this desert we left the Skeleton Coast National Park and entered the Skeleton Cost Recreational Area which is more suited for tourists. We found a camping place in the middle of nowhere where mostly Afrikaans people from the RSA go for fishing holiday. Fog is constantly covering the scene close to the ocean and it can get quite cold during the night. We ate a rather shitty meal and made fun of the culture less Afrikaner who where drinking all the time and apparently tried to look stupid while listening to horrible pop music. We thought of it as a cultural soap opera. C&C&T agreed that we should get out of here first thing in the morning.
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