The juxtaposition of Namibia's landscapes continues to leave me speechless. The northwest, characterised by rocky flat-top and pointy mountains cascading into valleys and then rivers. The deep south, where standing on a hilltop has you overlooking endless stretches of deserted plains. Our coastline, misty and magical, where gemsbok occasionally stroll on the beach. The fingertip of the Caprivi, lined by wondrous waterways, lush greenery and punctuated by rural villages.
And then there is the northeast. Rugged bushveld, baobabs the size of cathedrals, powdery dust, deep jeep tracks and San communities living so simplistically, it's almost poetic. “Off the beaten track” may have become a bit of a cliche, but Bushmanland and Khaudum truly is an untapped and untamed adventure unlike any other place.
BUSHMANLAND
We began our adventure with a series of baobab camps in the Nyae Nyae conservancy. This splendid and wild land stretches south from the tiny settlement of Tsumkwe to the veterinary cordon fence at Gam. Speckled with pans that flood after good rains, traversing the area involves lazily cruising at low
