The sand slipped, grain by grain, sucking my feet back down towards the base of the giant dune. Even though the surroundings looked as if we had landed on another planet, the force of gravity confirmed otherwise. I leaned ahead and lifted my leg again, slowly pulling it up and forward to try to minimize backwards slippage. As I gradually gained headway up the sand, the panorama opened. Rolling mounds of sand spread out across the land, reminding me of the piles of cumin and saffron that filled baskets at Gujarati spice markets. The iron oxide had turned the sand a deep ochre colour, which caught the sun’s rays in subtly different nuances throughout the day. The sand at Sossusvlei was over five million years old...
For further travel information: Our afternoon at Sossusvlei was part of a month-long camping tour with Geckos Adventures.
For information on the Sossusvlei sand dunes, petrified forest, accommodation and other useful information, refer to sossusvlei.org.
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Nancy O'Hare has lived and worked across five continents and travelled to over eighty countries. Her writing shares insights from her travels and musings about the world around us.