One of my few postcard shots. I just can't bring myself to do it, there are so many bad photographs gracing our internet already. A real photog would bump up the red to make it more spectacular, is that any more real? The red color being from the prevalent iron oxide.
The dunes are amazing. Very fine sand that can blow around in the lightest wind. That's why it's all been stripped off the flats and piled up in these enormous dunes. A geologist would call the sand "well sorted" as in all the grains are the same size after being carried by the wind. Those grains that are bigger don't move, those smaller ones are blown away, the right sized grains pile up.
Some folks had to climb up of course, that dune on the right is known as Dune 45 and features a car park right in front. After realizing that walking up a dune means literally two steps up and one step back, I decided to bag it and look for diamonds. Well, why not? That's how diamonds were originally found here, by walking around in the moonlight looking for something bright. Didn't find any diamonds but did appreciate the solitude for at least a few minutes.
We had started to see quite a few springboks, that most stylish of antelopes. The white belly and the black stripe on the side would make any car designer envious. They just look fast. They were to become more and more common as we went north but I never got tired of seeing them.
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