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Brandon's sticker no 47 went up on my room window with a view over the sea.

Cape Cross Lodge. (Experimental post - picture sizes)

24 July 2021 Another restless night ending up with coffee on the deck at 01h00 under a full moon. What I would not give for a decent night's rest.

I am going to just deviate a bit. Earlier in this RR, on the 16th of May, I met Sven who was cycling from Cape Town to Windhoek to deliver a petition against mining by the Canadians called "Save our swamp". I signed it and received an email from him today. This is the link, please support him...

I had earlier in the day met Enjo and Sonja Muller, their son and a friend. We had a drink together on the lodge's verandah and then they invited me to join them for supper, and what a supper it was. I was really treated to a meal I had not had for a while. It was wonderful spending time with...

Back at the lodge, I noticed that my Jackal visitor had returned and had found some early evening supper as the sun was starting to set.

As I made my way back to the lodge, I wondered what the significance of this site was, but I never asked. I did not want to talk about death, only life.

On my way back to the lodge, I saw these three crosses, it may seem insignificant to many, but they reminded me of where my faith is based.

I found a spot where I sat and allowed the splendour of my surroundings to just wash over me. I am still searching, I am nowhere nearer to any answers, but every one of these occasions where I have been placed, on this journey, in places like this, might be covering a scab. I can only hope and pray.

There was a very basic campsite further down the beach, beautiful sea views, but fully self catering to the nth degree and most probably absolute hell when the wind is howling.

I found some paw prints, looked like those of a Brown Hyena, saw some seals in the waves, a washed up whale bone and the carcass of a seal.

I went for a stroll down the beach. There are thousands of birds all along the beach. It is also quite obvious why it is called The Skeleton Coast.

A thought provoking sign in the lodge's museum.

There was some excavations happening next to the lodge. All rocks and boulders found, were being used to stabilise the seaside edge of the lodge to prevent further erosion by the waves. There were also many bones and artifacts discovered which were stockpiled for later use and some put on...

The manageress of the lodge came outside, saw my predicament and promptly called her maintenance team. They arrived and said that I must bring the bike around to their workshop, they will fix the puncture for me. I unloaded Matilda and took her to the workshop. It all went well, except for the...

Time to check on Matilda. Definitely a flat rear wheel. The culprit, the only missing screw in the whole of Namibia. I cannot really complain, within the combined total distance of around 200 000 km which I have done on The Lady in Red and Matilda, this was only my second puncture in 9 years.

Early morning with a Jackal visitor on the beach. It hung around for a while before heading up the beach.

23 July 2021 I woke around 04h00, after some tossing and turning, got up, made some coffee and sat on the balcony under a full moon. Only the sound of crashing waves disturbed the silence. Some quiet time to contemplate and appreciate.

Sunset at Cape Cross Lodge. And I did not have to make supper, and their food is very good.

Indeed, very humbling.