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The Solo Scooterist

Documenting my travels on a Vespa

Date: May 16, 2014

Tsumeb Twice and time in Otavi

My plan was going so well that I slowed the scooter down and took in the scenery while pottering along at 65km. I had left Otjiwarongo at seven sharp and it was my plan to get up to Onguma  Game Lodge  just outside Etosha National Park by lunchtime , set up camp , relax , do a night drive and enjoy the bush.

I arrived in Tsumeb with only 100km to go for a quick cup of chino and some petrol at the Engen , realising at this point my phone was no longer with me. Oh no, what had I done with it ? So my new day started in the Wimpy with some really helpful staff. We tracked down the hotel number and called them. No phone in the room.  Whilst all this was happening,  I was trying to get on-line to find the phone with the very handy app that Steve gave me.  Trying to get WiFi then 3G,  I was enjoying the company and cappuccinos with my new found friends at Wimpy.

Finally there it was! Blinking next to the Highway just outside Otavi about 60 km back! Operation recovery was set in motion and off Vic and I flew to get our own back.

 

Searching for signal and shade.

Searching for signal and shade.

At this point the phone had moved in to Otavi , so off we sped into town to the police station and explained all and could they help recover the phone?  Absolutely!  was the resounding response. So we tried to get signal again  and could not. We drove up the road to the Municipal Offices. Still nothing. Then to the local telecoms shop. Still no luck with the signal . Now please bear in mind I have the undivided attention and help of three police officers and the company car helping out this soloscooterist find his phone.

We eventually end up at Michael’s house in town. he owns the telecoms shop and finally we get signal! The phone has moved again. We give the police the location they fly off in a ball of dust..Oh no! and it moves again, oh and again. After about 10 minutes we realise the location is about 800m out . So  after a couple of hours of hot pursuit the phone goes dark and the operation ceases. Damn it was fun.

I was so impressed by the Otavi police. They were absolutely fantastic. Nothing was too much and they joined in on the hunt for Green October.  To all of you who put in so much effort to try and put the apple back on the cart, thank you so very much.

 

My very helpful team of detectives

My very helpful team of detectives

Many thanks for your effort

Many thanks for your effort

If the phone comes back on line, Michael from the phone shop has kindly  offered to get the police involved to track it. To the very kind citizens of Otavi,  my thanks.

 

Back to Tsumeb and then on to Onguma , Two and a half hours later I was riding down the game viewing paths on my way to Tamboti campsite, hoping not to see any big game on the way for obvious reasons.

 

Game farm entrance

Game farm entrance

 

luckily not to far down the track

luckily not to far down the track

On arrival I was warmly greeted by Samuel and shown around this rare find in the bush. It is really a great recommendation from Steven and Nicky. The facilities are beyond fault , the attention to detail is unbelievable , and don’t forget it is a campsite. it felt fantastic being in this place.

 

My campsite with own ablutions.

My campsite with own ablutions.

 

 

To keep the predators out.

To keep the predators out.

 

Home up in 10 min

Home up in 10 min

I had a great shower , booked my morning drive into Etosha  and settled down to a scrumptious steak prepared to perfection by the resident master chef Isak –  medium rare perfection overlooking the waterhole thinking of a cosy night in the bush.

This place is the heat. The fantastic facilities and the most wonderful , helpful staff.  I have invited Samuel for some morning French press coffee at five fifteen a.m before I head off into Etosha .

Today was one of my most enjoyable of the trip. I had a ball all round, met fantastic people… so off to bed with a full heart and smile.

Until we meet again

 

Dinner for one

Dinner for one

 

 

 

 

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How Simba stopped the sun and Enticing Etosha

Lying in my tent with tranquil sounds of Rodriguez caressing the night air, I thanked the universe for this time and this world thinking back on the day I had so enjoyed.  I fell asleep in a world at peace and lyrics from the  Sugarman . What would morning bring to this glorious place?

My eyes sprung open,  my heart racing as the deep , throaty thunder came rolling over camp! The King was around and the night belongs to him . There I lay in the dark of night,  frozen with a little orange wrapping around me. The mind always takes flight at night, and again the thunder rolled in . Is he far, is he near or is he here?  The bush was alive with sounds , screeches  and frantic activity. Are these warnings he is near ? So I lay perked and prickly wondering how Simba would respond to pepper spray. So sleep left my night and Simba slowed time and kept the sun from rising with his intermittent  roars , which luckily  in my mind were getting further away from my no fence no fuss campsite .  So it was. The King slowed the coming of  dawn and improved my ability to keep it in.

Morning arrived and with her she took all that had belonged to the night. She gave me coffee and conversation then she took me to Etosha where from the safety of the Toyota the Kings thunder is not so loud and bravery is restored.

 

More dont's than Singapore

More dont’s than Singapore.

So the morning drive began the five of us Sweden 4 SA 1 , to what was to be the extraordinary and sublime . Etosha opened her heart , showed us her soul and left us breathless .

 

Enjoy the pictures , I cant find the words.

 

cautious and calm

cautious and calm

Morning refreshment

Morning refreshment

Salt and space

Salt and space

 

The ghost in the mighty

The ghost in the mighty

 

What can I say ?

What can I say ?

Flamingo Bay

Flamingo Bay

 

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink

 

Full flight

Full flight

 

Was he the one?

Was he the one?

 

Thank you Etosha

Thank you Etosha

 

 

 

 

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