Show us the way to Sesfontein.

After a last breakfast on the riverbank at Epupa, we turn back south for our next destination, Sesfontein. 

In Opuwo we stop for grocery shopping and fuel. And after having visited the Himba village, I was desperately in need of some red ochre stone and bought some from a Himba woman on the street.  Might come in handy when doing a Himba inspired jewellery project sometime in the future.

At the garage we heard rumors that the C43 to Sesfontein is closed.  For reasons unknown, we drove there anyway.  After about 20km, there it was!  The T-junction where the C43 turns left to the south.  And yes, road signs are clear about whether one should use the road or not!  On our roadmap we found another smaller road in the same direction, one being described as 'very bad road'!  By now totally convinced the our 4x4 Hilux can do just about anything, we drove further looking for the smaller road.  When asking locals along the road, they know nothing about it and all send as back to the C43 which apparently, even though its closed, are still being driven by the local people.  We on the other hand, were just a little bit too scared to ignore road signs which read BLASTING AREA!! 

That's how it happened that we visited Opuwo again on the same day. At the road block south of town we checked again with the police and got a thumbs up.  We are now officially on our way to Sesfontein.

But sir, you can take this road!  Many people do.

Sesfontein

Early evening we arrive in the dusty little town of Sesfontein (Six Springs), situated where Damaraland meets Kaokoland and hiding between the mountains of the Hoanib Valley.   We are the only visitors at the Fig Tree camping site and most probably the only visitors in town.  As the sun sets, we walk down the main street while being stalked by curious children with dusty feet and happy faces.

The Manchester United Mini Market

Inside the Manchester United Mini Market, buying an onion.

The Titanic Bar

Camping under one of the 4 huge fig trees

The Fig Tree camping is certainly not what it used to be.  But then, we only need one toilet and a few drops of water from one shower so who cares that none of the others are in a working condition.

Before leaving for Twijfelfontein the next morning, we drive out to see the old German Fort which had been rebuilt and is now a much too expensive lodge in the middle of nowhere. 

View from Fort Sesfontein

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