After driving through the Spreetshoogte Pass which already gave us an extraordinary view of the surreal size of the desert, it became harder and harder to put awe into words, so the car went silent for most of the last length of the trip.
It was the middle of the afternoon, and it was obvious that the sun here was unforgiving. Due to its position, it was hard to make out the true size of the dunes because the whole landscape seemed flat, was extremely bright and took on a pink tone.
I still didn’t quite know what to expect about the place, only that it would be a very difficult place to shoot due to all the factors I was already looking at; heat, light, sand and dust everywhere… but I was fortunate enough to be using weather sealed equipment, which, supposedly should be able to take it?
We pitched up our tents at camp and made it out before the last rays were swallowed by the desert. Seeing the different colours playfully change into different shapes as the sun finally set was mesmerising. Everything inside me changed then and there; it was like becoming 8 years old again and seeing God at the same time, all at once.
Over dinner, and as usual, we discussed the plan for the next day, to ensure I’d get the shots I went there to get. I didn’t have equipment for astrophotography, so it was imperative to leave the Sesriem Campsite before first light and make the 45Km drive to the first location to catch the break of dawn.