I have written several articles, travel essays and short stories about Namibia - here is an edited extract from a published article about the Skeleton Coast:
Our journey continued to the
; an area we were keen to see. We were booked for one night at Skeleton Coast Terrace Bay,
the most northerly point visitors can drive to on the . Skeleton Coast
The first thing you notice as you near the coast is the cloud bank. The second is the sand dunes rolling into infinity. We arrived at the stark t-junction. If we turned south we'd eventually reach towns with restaurants and comfortable hotels. Four vultures crouching by the roadside watched us. We turned north.
The air was damp, the sky overcast, the terrain forbidding. Purple streaked sand dunes loomed on our right and the cold crashing waves of the
flanked us on our left. We didn't
encounter a single vehicle.
My husband spotted gulls landing on the shore, behind a ridge. We decided to investigate. Black-backed jackal and brown hyena (known as strandwolves) patrol the beaches here and we found their prints everywhere. Perhaps we'd see a hyena on a kill.
Shivering in the chill wind, we cautiously topped the ridge, but there were no animals. What we found instead were bones. Hundreds of them. The whale bones were the easiest to identify and we found an almost intact skeleton of a seal. Along with the bones were millions of shells.
The Skeleton Coast is so named because of the shipwrecks, but it could equally be named thus for the literal skeletons strewn in abundance.
Even the ocean was conquered at this spot. Sludgy olive green waves fought their way through a carpet of glutinous kelp, to bubble weakly onto the shore.
It felt like the most desolate place on earth, but possessed an eerie beauty.
You can read one of my stories which was inspired by this experience HERE
I hope you enjoyed this week's post. See you next week for more On the Road Surprises.