Sossusvlei, Namibia


Breakfast & Brian on the road to Sossusvlei, Namibia — November 28, 1998


One of the greatest signs, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Breakfast, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


The end of Dune 45, Sossusvlei, Namibia — November 1998

Still to this day, it amazes me how the red sand dunes come to an abrupt end to the light sandy floor of Sossusvlei.


View of Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Contrasts, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Sand dunes, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998

The end of the a red sand dune like one across the valley.


View from Dune 45 of a car with dust trail, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Landscape, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Surreal landscape, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


600’ tall dunes, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Dune and rocks, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Lonely Tree, Dune 45, Sossusvlei, Namibia — November 28, 1998


Where dune meets flats, Dune 45 — November 28, 1998

I never could figure out why the red sand stopped where the dune ended and the lighter sand stayed on the flat ground. Wind and all, these two sand never mingled more than a few feet together.


Lone tree and some oryxes, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


An oryx back at camp, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Gazzel, Sossusvlei , Namibia — November 1998


Countries visited - Africa 1998 - 1999

Africa route map

Our scehdule

I am not sure how it all got started. It wasn’t a magical spark of lightning that began the cataclysm, nor was it the supreme words of a higher being sending us on our way. Somehow, though, the powers of the universe contrived enabling our journey through the Heart of Africa.

It began quite innocently as an alleged trip to Bulgaria and Romania. This idea was eventually vetoed and placed “on hold” for future girlfriends. Zap—a long awaited spark was kindled—The Middle East: Yemen, in particular. And the visas were applied for, the air tickets purchased; and on a fine March 4th day we were on our way aboard a gleaming Air France 747 en route to Cairo, Egypt, via a five day layover in France.

We never did make it to Yemen, nor the Middle East for that matter; we headed South, instead, into the Heart of Africa, and what follows is the story of events as they unfold.

Egypt Ethiopia Eritrea Botswana Tanzania Madagascar Namibia Zambia Kenya Zimbabwe South Africa Uganda Malawi Mozambique