We’ve spent a good two weeks reconnecting with land, friends and even the captains’ parents who drove through from Vryheid and stopped along the way at Ronell’s mom’s to bring with a bag of mother’s love.
We were delivered to Granau by taxi from Keetmanshoop to meet up with the parents, Pieter and Pixie on the 29th of March. We squeezed into the car all the way to the Ai Ais hotsprings for one night. Isolde and Oloff started the morning with a hike up the mountain after which Isolde, Muir and I drove through to send gasps across the Fish River Canyon.
After a superb lunch courtesy of Pixie’s never-ending food supply, we squeezed back into the car and hugged the Orange River (Isolde plunging all the way in) before shooting north to Klein Aus.
Arriving to its night lights, one could compare Klein Aus to a cabin in a Swiss ski lodge. Our days were filled with dusty morning jogs, climbing mountains, reading by the pool and making full use of the restaurant’s free WiFi. At night we braaied and retreated to our tents, set up outside of Pieter and Pix’s cottage.
We completed the long road back to Ongemak and spent a wonderful few days staying at Kratzplatz B&B in Luderitz, filling up on crayfish and meat soup at their onsite restaurant, Barrels. Around the corner at Diaz café, we further indulged in fresh Oysters at R11 a piece – highly recommended.
Climbing on board Ongemak for the first time in weeks felt oddly natural and we quickly settled back into the routine of getting her cruise ready.
The brains of our sailing operation, windy.com, decided that we must depart Luderitz and wait out some gailing winds in Walvis Bay.
We’ve had two days and nights of great conditions. Isolde and I even completed our first solo night shifts without a hitch.
We hope to spend no more than two days in Walvis Bay and I am already looking forward writing our last blog post from an African coast. The Islands await!