A Slow Start
Due to delayed repairs to the Prado (a.k.a.Fizzy Bubblech) and some lost-yet-found late arriving luggage, Chris and myself stayed behind in Windhoek while the rest headed off to Swakopmund. We spent the next two days eagerly calling the repair shop and hoping for good news regarding Fizzy Bubblech's recovery.
They eventually settled down at Madisa Camp near the Goantagab river and decided to bake some bread while waiting for us and their luggage to arrive.
there might have been some alcohol consumption involved as well...
As soon as we got the news that the Prado was ready, we hurried to pack all the remaining necessities and hit the road.
Unfortunately we departed mid-afternoon and had to drive the final stretch of gravel road at night. This isn't ideal, as approaching headlights often blind and confuse wildlife. Sometimes this results in wildlife erratically jumping in front of, or even crashing into the car itself.
However, given Chris' evasive driving reflexes, and my 20/15 vision, we averted any worst case scenario.