I'm sitting here watching the full moon rise and listening to the roar of the Augrabies Falls. Its lovely and warm compared to the last few nights.
Earlier this afternoon Duncan and I undertook walking the 5km Dassie Trail which took us scrambling across rock formations and river crossings pestered by bazillions of little green flies. Rated easy, it wasnt a physical challenge, but required a certain amount of balance and agility. You certainly wouldnt want to recommend it to your elderly aunt what with the dodgy bridge crossings and sliding across wet rocks. We didnt see many dassies on the trail, but they were all over the campsite, grazing on the sprinkler watered lawn and climbing the hand watered trees remarkably unconcerned by all the humans wandering around. Normally they bask on rocks, keeping a sharp eye out for the enormous birds that prey on them. Improbably the closest relative to the elephant, the rock hyrax looks like a plump, overgrown guinea pig.
The falls are loud, and throw up an impressive mist but they are small in comparison to the path the water has carved in the rock and I wonder what they'd be like if it wasnt dry season. The Orange river has its origins in the highlands of the Drakensburg range and winds its way across Lesotho and South Africa to the west coast of Namibia. I also wonder how the Katze and Mohale damns in Lesotho are affecting its flow and water supply to Namibia.
We had a call from Jess of Ezi-Awn. He wasnt able to find any panels in stock at any of his suppliers in South Africa, but can have one made up. Great. We'll have one please... and can you send it for us to pick up in Windhoek? Once again, impressive.
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