perience. We watched the approach-
ing electrical storms as they pounded
the nearby Makgadikgadi Pans. Our
spirits soared!
We entered Namibia through the
former gun running corridor known
as the Caprivi Strip to the sensational
Etosha National Park. Staying at the
stunning Mokuti Etosha Lodge the
memories of “roughing it” in North-
ern Africa were a distant memory.
Leaving Etosha we rode across the
large expanses of Namibia staying at
a privately owned game reserve of
Omaruru before hitting the Atlantic
Ocean and the vast Skeleton Coast,
we had crossed the continent from
the Indian Ocean to the Atlantic.
Leaving the adventure capital of Na-
mibia, Swokupmond, we were met
by 50 local bike riders who had heard
we were in town, these riders joined
us for a 40k ride south into the desert.
An amazing experience to be escort-
ed out of town by so many bikes.
More epic desert landscapes, on
gravel roads, to reach the iconic
Sossusvlei National Park for an ear-
ly morning visit to the famous Dune
45, a giant sand dune that features in
just about every image of Namibia.
We were in a landscape of towering,
shifting dunes that glowed red in the
early morning sun.
Our penultimate night in Namibia
was spent at a wonderfully recreat-
ed classic truck stop, on the edge of
the Fish River Canyon, we then rode
across the border to our final coun-
try; South Africa. Arriving in Cape
Town, a lifetime of experiences later.
It’s difficult to imagine that 3
months ago, 20 complete strangers
met for the first time in Cairo to com-
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