Time to Leave

This is the final day and now the photography is done. All that's left is to return to my chalet to finish packing, fitting everything into its place, ready for the flights home. I had already started the process yesterday, so I had time to copy this morning's photos from the camera card to a waiting folder on my laptop. Now, Gideon had arrived with the trailer and it was time to head back to the airport at Windhoek, a 4-hour drive on tarmac roads all the way. The bumps and rattles are certainly not missed, but I am going to miss this trip, though, and as we pulled away from the lodge, I really didn't want this adventure to end, even though my body was beginning to hint it really ought to.

There are just a few photos for this footprint, taken through the window as we traveled and passed through Windhoek on the way to the airport, which is about half an hour west of the city. As Gideon parked up and we unloaded the bags we all agreed a group photo was essential, so here we are, all lined up and photographed by one of the people who carry your bags into the terminal - for a small tip, naturally.

Not all of us were flying today. Remi and Greg were heading off for a few days elsewhere - Greg to Victoria Falls and Remi to scout out safaris in Botswana. Perhaps a future workshop in the making.

My flight left an hour before the others - they were leaving on the same flight which took them directly to Frankfurt. I have to brave Johannesburg again.
So we said our goodbyes, thanking Gideon for all the effort of driving us for around 2500 miles over the two weeks. Some of the days were extremely long, with one being 11 hours. I don't know how he did that but drove us safely without a single issue or complaint. He was brilliant.Read more