After Cape Town, it was time to head for Namibia to meet up with Chris and Svend and prepare for our overland adventure.
It was back in 2015, that Svend invited me to come on one of his cross-country tours through the North of Namibia.
We got acquainted back in 2013 in Barcelona via a Danish friend, who I had met through an English friend I knew from my time back in Coventry, who I was introduced to by an English friend I had studied with in Denmark. Go figure.
The 18 day trip would consist of 9 guys, a two car convoy plus trailer, all necessary camping gear, and roughly 3500 km road ahead of us.
The Trip
We’d meet up in Windhoek and officially start the trip in Swakopmund, where we would then drive through Damaraland to Ruacana for some white water rafting. From Ruacana we’d set out to Etosha and Halali for some safari drives, and then head up to Kavango for fishing. After that we’d stop at Waterberg on the way back to Windhoek.
The Transport
Our convoy was made up of a more experienced Toyota Prado a.k.a. Fizzy Bubblech (left), and a newer Toyota Fortuner a.k.a. Dusty (right). The latter also hauling Travis the trailer (centre). Incidentally some members of the crew were looking at bush snakes when this picture was taken.
The Pack
Our group consisted of 9 adult men, though we quickly drifted back into adolescence.
Svend, a.k.a Lead Baboon
Our Namibian tour guide.
Chris, our 6'4" German guide.
Paul, the Aussie.
Kasper, the child-at-heart Danish yoga guy
Ties, the "not-sure-if-sarcasm-or-serious" guy
Dean, the encyclopedia
Kiki, the programmer/IT guy
and Thomas, ... the Thomas
At this point we didn't know the adventure that lay before us,
but when packing more beer than gear, what can go wrong? right?
