We had seen so many photos: bright orange dunes sharply contrasting the radiant blue sky. In the foreground, dead and almost black tree trunks, breaking through the white dusty ground. Surreal. The Deadvlei in Namibia. A short travel report.
When our Namibia trip finally leads us here, it is just as impressive as we had imagined.
But first: the sunrise
We get up and out of our tent very early in the morning – as so often on our tour across Namibia – and embark on a tour to explore the area. The only sunrise we will certainly never forget in our lives awaits us in the Namib on Dune 45. Our feet in the cold sand, we watch the first rays of sunshine crawl across countless dunes, colouring everything they touch in their magical light.

We don’t linger too long and continue further. Mornings turn into middays quickly, and these we have learned on our trip by now, should be spent in the shade not on a dune. Along the way, an oryx appears, galloping on the side of the road through the cool morning air.

Arriving at the Deadvlei parking, the decisive question: shoes or no shoes. Potentially burning your feet or having sand in your socks? We’re brave and give it a go, trudging barefoot through the still cool sand. To our left, the ascend to “Big Daddy”, the highest dune in Sossusvlei.

If you make it up here, you can run, jump and roll down the more than 300-metre high dune. Destination: Deadvlei.

The pan is not as deserted as many of the photos make it look. Probably around one hundred people walk across the dried up swamp. The gigantic dunes and almost mythical aura absorb the presence of the others. We hardly even notice them.
The thought that a few hundred years ago the Tsauchab River washed small lakes and swamps into this hot desert sand – we can hardly believe it. On the other hand: nature makes the impossible possible. This much we have learned on our trip at this point.

Most visitors make their way back to the parking after only a short walk and a few quick pictures. We stay behind. It’s getting quiet. Deep scores carve into the dead and almost black sunburned tree trunks.

Their roots break into the dusty, hard soil. The water they were hoping to find in the deep has long gone.

We continue further, deeper into the Deadvlei. Back here, there are neither trees nor people. Just silence and solitude as you will only experience it in Namibia.

The soil underneath our feet is slowly getting hot. It is almost ten thirty. When we leave the Deadvlei, we almost burn our feet in the hot sand. Quick now!
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