This place is way too nice to rush out of.  Sitting till noon is not a problem. Eggs on toast and the locals come down to wash their clothes. A few even arrive by old fashioned dugout canoe. Very cool. The coffee goes down well with feet in the water and shortly after we find ourselves back on the road. Handing out a few cookies to the local kids.  At the local petrol station I fuel up just to see how we did as yesterday we were fully loaded, 3100kgs, and doing 120kmh with the a/c on. It works out to 12.8L per 100. Happy enough for how all the wind resistance.

Our Morning view  The cookies in question

This isn’t a road. It’s a power line track. I have to air down right off the bat, the road is rough and the sand is deep, the late start has allowed the sand to get soft. It is a great drive though.  We push further towards the national park, the sand gets deeper and deeper, the wagon is working overtime that’s for sure.

Yupp, that’s the road… Dropping pressures

Arriving at Khaudum  National Park, I remember I was told all vehicles have to be in convoy for entry. Apparently it’s at the discretion of the gate operator. I’m guessing if you come via the road they tell you its 2 cars required where if you come from the bush they let you in as we found the park easier to drive than the actual trail we came in on.We point the wagon for camp and move on, negotiating a cheaper rate as its empty, and we get it, winning. We set up and bust the drone out. What an amazing place.  Wood fired hot water shower included.

2 cars unless you’re in a Mitsu

 

Dinner is chicken and leftovers followed by a nice wine. Dessert is done by chef Asareh, coconut cake. A hit. I am looking at the bush chickens, they would be good eating I think. Anyways more on that later.

 

 

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