Location: N London
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I'm Steven.
That’s the place. You been? We were staying at a place 250 miles north of Cape Ross. The car park was on the way. It’s a quiet part of the world.
Here’s my birthday video. A load of cameras on display.
https://youtu.be/khPFKzbye4o?si=lXYwiWTFtqsHAQy-
Wilson, Gryphon, Innuos, Holo May, Puritan, Garrard
I worked there at the time of Independence (1990) designing a large health project on the Angolan border for the Finnish government. The Fins had a long involvement with German SWA through Lutheran missions.
I returned in 1998 for three and a half years as Team Leader for a big multicomponent EU health project. Alongside, neighbouring Botswana where I worked several times from 1987 onwards, some of my favourite parts of Africa.
I deeply miss the night skies. With very little rain or cloud cover, and virtually no light pollution, the sky is ablaze with stars. The Milky Way stands out as a ribbon of light blue across the horizon.
250 miles north of Cape Cross? Not much see see there. Not Opuwo by any chance?
Location: N London
Posts: 590
I'm Steven.
A company got a concession for an eco-camp on the coast no further north of the Hoarusib river. No one is allowed further up the coast. The deal was you drove up to Mowe Bay and they picked you up and it is about 40 miles north over the dunes. We were one of the first visitors, a few weeks adfter it opened, for the first couple of days we were there only guests.
I wanted to go ever since a client of mine went down the coast from Angola in the late 1980s and took some great pictures. It was about that time that Eric Hesemans came down from DRC and played a big role in opening the area up. We went ballooning with Eric over Sossusvlei, where my hat disappeared and I got to wear his infamous hat, that could be mistaken for a sea lion.
I know one or two people who used to go down that way by boat and would often stop at Walvis Bay. I've no doubt my greatgrandfather, who got a British passport as a resident of Cape Colony, stopped at Walvis Bay on his trip to England.
https://flic.kr/p/2bqLXFK
https://flic.kr/p/My6Jpf
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Wilson, Gryphon, Innuos, Holo May, Puritan, Garrard
ou might slip, you might slide, you might
Stumble and fall by the road side
But don't you ever let nobody drag your spirit down
Remember you're walking up to heaven
Don't let nobody turn you around
… Walk with the rich, walk with the poor
Learn from everyone, that's what life is for
And don't you let nobody drag your spirit down
Eric Bibb
Tell me about it. I managed to contract TB whilst working in Bangladesh in the 1990s, almost immediately after leaving my University post to work as a self-employed consultant. Despite having been vaccinated, the absence of any sense of personal space in Bangladesh facilitated easy transmission. It's a nasty disease as is the multi-drug therapy which takes many months. One spectacular side effect of the treatment is that it turns one's urine a vivid Lucozade colour. This helps doctors confirm that you are treatment compliant, though it does result in some strange side glances if peeing in a pub urinal. Vaccine deniers as well as the factors you mentioned have seen a resurgence of the disease in many parts of the world.
I spent some time in Pakistan in 1990 helping the National Institute of Population Studies model the costs and effectiveness of reproductive health services. I was based in Islamabad which I found quite sterile and boring. However, nearby Rawalpindi was much more interesting and vibrant so I tended to drive there for dinner. I managed to find time to drive up to the Himalayan Hill stations of Murree and Nathia Ghali in an old long wheelbase Landrover. Spectacular frosty views each morning of the misty mountain ranges.Very bizarre drinking tea on the terraced lawns of an old Victorian era hotel with the mists parting as the sun rose.
It was a bit of an incongruous wild frontier back then. The promenades of the Victorian empire with red post boxes and stalls selling candy remained. However, this contrasted sharply with countless arms vendors selling assault rifles and other miscellaneously weaponry side by side. Nearby Abbottabad was where Osama Bin Laden holed up and where he was finally “eliminated”.
wow fantastic . we loved Islamabad and Rawalpindi , i will post a pic sometime of our time there . glorious park in Rawalpindi
we went up to murree . wonderful place
ou might slip, you might slide, you might
Stumble and fall by the road side
But don't you ever let nobody drag your spirit down
Remember you're walking up to heaven
Don't let nobody turn you around
… Walk with the rich, walk with the poor
Learn from everyone, that's what life is for
And don't you let nobody drag your spirit down
Eric Bibb