Finally Namibia, but with problems
In the morning we discussed our situation. We wanted to visit friends in Kamanjab which was about 1000 kms away. So if we could not extend our Visa we had to return to here and go to Botswana, so it would mean 2000 km. We decided anyway we want to visit them, we haven not seen them for more than two years, so we packed our stuff and drove to town to do some shopping. Rather expensive. Unfortunately we could not get Kerosene which we needed for our cooker, but we still had some left. From Nambia onwards, Africa is changing quite a lot, it is not real Africa anymore, some things get easier like food supply but many things get more difficult, things we were already used to and which we missed already a lot, like shopping at local markets, they just do not exist here, only supermarket chains like in the Western World. We still had to get the paper for the road tax (220 N$) for three month, which was reasonable.
So we fueled up and left Katima Mulilo. The road through the Caprivi is a bit boring but the road is perfect and this day we could not get far as we left Katima at around noon. We had learned from a British guy that there was a new campsite close to Kongola, which we wanted to try. We had been in this area two years ago and had made a visit to the Lizauli village, so we had known the area. Big surprise the road was tarmac meanwhile and so we soon reached the crossing where we had to turn off to Mokolo Campsite. Now it was deep sand which was no problem for our Land Rover and soon we were at this idyllic, but basic campsite. Directly at the river we made our camp, elephant droppings everywhere, so it looked promising. No caretaker, but that is often the case, so you just make camp and in the evening the caretaker appeared. 75 N$ per person and 10 N$ for firewood which we ordered because we wanted to make barbecue. The ablution was basic but new and clean and they prepared hot water in a so called donkey where the fire logs are heated up the water. Unfortunately no elephants appeared so we prepared sausages on the campfire, very delicious and some glasses of good white wine.
Kangola to Grootfontein. In the morning we left again early. We wanted to get as far as Grootfontein. The day was hot but the road quite good. So we could get on quite well and reached Grootfontein rather early and checked in at Kalkfontein, a restaurant and campsite which was run by an Austrian. The lion in the cage was still alive, but he was already an old guy. Unfortunately no hot water in the shower and the owner was not available so no chance to get hot water, so no shower that day.