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The usual early
start, and of course, breakfast - once we had stowed our bags
and emptied the tents. We were away by 8 am, and a fairly short
drive took us to the Petrified Forest. This was a fascinating
site, with its (extremely) ancient trees. These pine trees,
which have never grown in this area, were brought here by
rivers in flood from Central Africa around 260 million years ago
- give or take a few months!! As their title suggests,
they have actually been turned to stone, whilst retaining a good
deal of their original form. Sections of patterned bark and the
familiar rings of fallen trees remain. The similarity ends
however when one tries to pick up a chunk of a tree - as it
takes on the weight of an equivalent-sized boulder. The forest
extends to a huge area with some of the larger trees yet to give
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metres long with a circumference of 6 metres. Needless to say,
the site of the forest is strictly protected, with any attempt
to remove "souvenirs" attracting severe punishment. Also present
in the forest were specimens of "Welwitschia," plants which can
survive for 1,500 - 2,000 years. Specimens we were shown were
thought to be around 300 years old. The plant is endemic
to Namibia where it survives in the desert by taking is moisture
from the desert fogs. It only has two leaves, which help to keep
the soil beneath the plant shaded and cool. Following our trip
to the forest, the next leg of our journey took us around 100km
to Outjo. We stopped here to take on supplies, and the lads
returned laden with sufficient to see us through our next 4
nights in Etosha. It was here in Outjo town centre that we
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thermometer tipped 42˚C - around 107˚F!! Whilst we were there
the local children were out on their school lunch. Two
approached us and said "hello." A short conversation ensured
after which I asked if I could take their photo - and of course
they were only too willing. Within a short time I was surrounded
by their friends, all of them eager to pose for photos, and all scrabbling to get a view of the images I'd taken. It was
here also that I took a photo of a group of local Himba women.
After our stop it was good to get going again and get a little
breeze blowing through the truck. It was still another 100km
however to our first of two stops in Etosha National Park. We
made good progress on the excellent roads, and entered the park
just after 2 pm. We stopped for a spot of lunch near to the park
gate and the lads took off the vehicle's removable roof in preparation for
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some serious game-driving on the way in. Adjacent to the park
entrance was a compound housing a local community, with most of
the resident children
we were told unaware of who their fathers were. The compound was
fenced in, with the little faces of the children peering
through. On completion of our lunch, Maxwell handed the remains
to the lady warden staffing the nearby gatehouse, and a short
time later she could be seen handing out small amounts of food
to some local children, ensuring that all received a fair share.
After lunch we entered the park, game-driving all the way to our
first stop at
Okaukuejo. On route we saw oryx, black-faced impala
and a tawny eagle, along with the bigger guys - elephant,
giraffe, ostrich and other antelope. We had our evening meal of
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kebabs
with massive lamb steaks, along with pap and feta cheese salad,
followed by chocolate ice cream. It was then time to enjoy one
of the highlights of Etosha - those of the floodlit waterholes.
( Tip for photographers: Prior to leaving UK, I was
contemplating how to tackle taking photos at the waterholes. I
had brought my flash unit out to Namibia, but soon I realised
that flash photography was not the way to go, as it
over-illuminated the various subjects. Far better results were
obtained by pushing the ISO - up to 1600 - and with a
well-braced monopod or sturdy base to the camera, the fairly
slow shutter speed was sufficient to capture most of the
slow-moving subjects.) On this our first evening we counted
25 elephant, 8 giraffe with hyena and jackals - and, best of
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Rhinos are fairly elusive during the day, but they are thought
to congregate at waterholes during the hours of darkness,
so we felt particularly fortunate to see such a group on this
our first night. The spectator area was really a quite
comfortable seated enclosure, and at this particular camp
incorporated widely staggered wire barriers between the
spectators and the animals. I can understand how some feel
tempted to stay until the early hours of the morning and beyond.
However, the day's journey had taken its toll and away we went
to bed, but during the night distant roars of lion made for a
somewhat restless night, as there was always temptation to go
and take a look. Our next game drive was scheduled for the
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