Day 12: Kunene River Lodge to Bush camp
Distance: 214 km
We were ready to go at sunrise. The Swartbooisdrif to Epupa section has been fearfully discussed on the forums and in the media and we were looking forward to some action. The ride along the Cunene river was pleasant with the cool breeze and the sunrise providing perfect light from behind us. The river and dense trees make for good scenery and the sandy, rocky track dictates some attention to the riding part too.
There are a few rocky climbs with terrain that reminds of Lesotho - most enjoyable.... I have some video footage that I will uplaod at the end. Still need some education here.... On the bikes, momentum and choosing the best lines make things smooth and I was singing like a bird in my helmet.
Some Himaba activity on this side of the river too. A border post does not really bother them - crossing the river at will.
Brunch stop along the way.
Crocodile hunting (We fortunately had to stick with the meat in the freezer...)
On the bikes we progressed quite a bit faster than the cars, which gave us good resting and chatting time.
Some of those brewing palms where the Himbas make their juice.
On a bike, the section can be ridden in about 3 hours without too much racing blood. The vehicles took 6 hours coming through at the right speed to not break anything and enough stops for pics, etc. We were looking at the Epupa falls with plenty daylight left.
The trip from Swartbooisdrif is not that bad. The road is rocky and sandy, with a few steep climbs with big rocks, but it is very rideable and driveable and turned out to be another highlight of the trip. We came to ride, and we rode. Happiness filled my helmet.
The procession left Epupa and headed for Okangwati (where you turn off to Van Zyls pass) on a wide gravel road. Tourist traffic was making dust again, mostly oncoming trucks with bus bodies loaded with German tourists. They are all over at this time of the year - summer holidays in Europe. At Okangwati we bought some drinks at the local watering hole.
We were now back on the twin track, heading for Van Zyls and no traffic again. We decided to push on to a river bed to bring us within easy reach of Van Zyls. We found a nice camping spot again and the normal routine worked, therefore it was not changed.
Coenie doing some property development. He likes clear and flat ground to pitch his tent....
In the middle of the night somewhere, our friend the Revver was suddenly shouting: "Oueeeeens.... Hulle steel ons bikes!!!!" The noise carries well in the quiet night air and he was giving it his all. It turns out that he woke up and saw his helmet and jacket hanging on the bike and thought that a Himba wanted a 990. He immediately made the alarm and after shouting himself and the camp wide awake he realised what was going on and promptly fell asleep again. The trip was getting too long for some of us..... It gave us a good laugh.