Day 14 - part 2
After a break, I jumped back on the bike and headed across the river to climb the pass between Huarusib and Khumib river. I've done it before, but still the change in scenery as the terrain changes from the green riverbed surrounded by sandy desert to the martian-like volcanic mountains is something to behold. Despite being much lower, the mountains resemble parts of the Altiplano around Salar de Uyuni in South America.
I've been beaten to the exit from the river by two Namibian farming families on vacation in two 4x4. They missed the exit from the river heading to the pass first time and had to retrace for a bit. We would take over each other few times as they and I stopped alternatively for pics and breaks - they were also heading to Marble Campsite in Onjuva.
For some unfathomable reason there are people living in few huts in the barren desert next to the exit and the kids couldn't resist the entertainment provided by those weird whiteys in staggeringly expensive vehicles, who's idea of fun is to ride in the middle of summer through dust and rocks, and sleep in tents eating smash, rather than go for an all inclusive beach holiday as any sensible Himba would do (well that's at least what Himba in me would do - but the Czech in me says naaah):
From the river it's uphill to the summit through rocks for 10 or so km:
First overtake:
Harsh barren rock that makes my soul sing - if you can, do this pass in the early morning or late afternoon (this pictures are from midday, but I did it no the last trip), the deep red of the rocks has uncanny resemblance to those images from Mars:
And where I came from - the Huarusib river, my favourite place on this planet:
And onwards and upwards:
The top is nigh:
A tree:
The top and much more gradual descend to Khumib river:
Khumib river by most standards is a fantastic place on its own, but in the context of Kaokoland it feels a bit bland compared to its sisters Hoanib and Hurusib. It carries probably much less water, the vegetation is sparser and while I've seen warnings on GPS about elephants, I have not seen any wildlife there on my 4 visits, except one family of giraffes. Still a nice ride alternating between dry riverbed and high ground on its left bank all the way up to Onjuva.
The pass from Huarusib:
And the Khumib river:
Taking over the two families again - they definitely seemed to have a great time:
Heading to Orupembe at the bottom of those mountains dead ahead for a shopping spree:
Orupembe CBD and Woolies:
The lady shop proprietor coming to open the shop and posing:
And her house:
Wonder what they farm here - probably rocks:
From Orupembe it's about 25 km to Marble Campsite, first about 5 returning through the barren rock back to the Khumib river and then following river up across a big sandy plain.
Orupembe satellite development:
Man, this place was busy:
The turn-off north to Onjuva and Marienfluss:
Here the tracks crosses about 10 km of a red sand plain until the Onjuva village sitting at the bottom of the mountains on the other side:
And over the first set of mountain to the next valley with the campsite:
The hills on the right are made of marble - hence the Marble campsite at their bottom:
A new clinic built by private contractor, but not paid by government due to some unresolved defects - so closed. Quite sad as it is the only clinic for the huge area probably spanning all the way to Opuwo:
Turn-off sign to the campsite - nailed appropriately to a marble stone:
The campsite was full - the German gang was there, as well as the two Namibian families, who took me over again when I did my detour to Orupembe. Quite strange to see so much traffic in this remote place. I was fully expecting to camp for the first time on this trip, but to my surprise there are three chalets/houses on a hill above the campsite and yes, they can be rent. Not keen on the whole camping hassle night before my final push up the Van Zyl's Pass, I immediately zoomed on the last of the available chalets and after an hour or so - the houses do not belong to the campsite and the guy who handles them was in the village - I managed to score one. I know this probably costs me adventure credibility, but I was quite tired after 5 days of solid riding and wanted to rest the best I can and start as early as possible for the push to Epupa next day. And quite frankly, even if I wouldn't be, I would go for the chalet ;D.
This far in the sticks I have fully expected very basic facilities - and was surprised how well the campsite was set-up, and especially the comfortable set-up houses up on the hill. There was a fully equipped kitchen with the gas stove and lots of arty details (made surprisingly mostly of welded metal) that would make this to stand out anywhere on the Garden route. It was another proof of the resourcefullness and entrepreneurship of the (quite frankly white) Namibians, I came to admire so much on my travels. I hope the owner does well in his venture in Onjuva.
My villa:
And the interior:
And the view form the verandah with resident baobab:
After a dinner of spam and something I headed for the bed early as I knew the next day ride up the VZP and onwards to Epupa will be an exhausting one.