At the camp i had by myself at Sossusvlei, i was the one to be checked out. Owls in the tree above me kept a close eye on me during the nite and even came within a foot of my head in some closer inspections.At the camp i had by myself at Sossusvle, i was the one to be checked out. Owls in the tree above me kept a close eye on me during the nite and even came within a foot of my head in some closer inspections.

From the sand hills i headed nth for my meeting with Peter(duchman) at Solitaire. Now Solitaire is named so because of the, u gessed it, the Solitude.

In the very clean camp area i found Peter on his Hammock. I spent 2 days and 3 nites at that loveliest of places called Solitaire. Some times Peter and i would have a beer at the camp and other times we would go to the other side and have a beer at the bench seats that over looked the fueling pumps. At the fueling pumps we would watch the Tourist arrive and some times we would have a good old chin wag with them. I also caught up on washing in the well thought out laundry/kitchen area.Solitaire and its peace to Walvis Bay and Swakopmund and all the bustle that larger places give out.

I took a room at one of the local B/P, tripped all over town, did some tourist stuff, but just generally looked around.

I took the opportunity of the larger place to get some spares for the bike and personal stuff for me. Here i also changed my rear tyre and didi a little general maintenance. Also had a beard and hair trim.

Leaving Swakopmund i moved inland to find some warmth, as the west coast is rather cool. I found myself that nite at ABA-HUUAB camp at Twyfelfontein, great nite with the locals at the bar.

From there i headed to Sesfontein, i was going to stop at Sesfontein for a nite but i didnt feel good about the place so i headed out. Unknown to me till 100klm later i had headed out on the wrong road. Now all is not bad, the road i took towards Puros was fantasic, it had all the various things that makes my heart sing. I rode on long stretches of loose sand, red and white, dry stoney creek beds, the sun shinning on the hills and passes and playing tricks with me as i rounded a corner. That 100ks out was full of sunshine, as i retuned it went cool and even rained. Great ride and great riding all that and no traffic.

I was getting rather tired by the time i arrived back at Sesfontein, but the hours that i had left had not changed my view of the place so i headed on ward.

I came the the main junction outside town to see a sign saying there was a camp with bed and breakfast 55ks further nrth. on the road i should have taken. North i went.