Carrying up the Skeleton Coast National Park
Rather macabre gates....
And away we go...
A salt pool along the way.
We made camp wherever we came, always with the wind in our minds.
The tour guide, Marius had a helper, Gabriel, or the angel Gabriel, as we called him. With his long long legs, this Angolese could run, and were always running far ahead of us. As we moved on, Marius would pick him up. He also made us laugh as you will see in the picture below.
In this endlessly fascinating country, the changes of scenery is incredible. Next time more of that!