After Swokopmund, we headed out towards Cape Cross, not too far from the town. This is where the first European (a Portuguese Sailor, I believe) set foot in Namibia. He erected (hehe) a big cross at the cape, hence, Cape Cross.
The reason we went here was because of the Seals. There were thousands and thousands and thousands of seals, young, old, pregnant, dead, giving birth, whatever, just laying around on the rocky beaches of the cape. They were feeding and just being lazy bums. They also smelled.
In fact, the smell was almost unbearable. After we jumped out of our truck, it was like being punched in the face with a smell similar to the Elephant section of the St. Louis zoo, except (at the very least) 3 times worse. Kaitlin gagged, and I held my nose every so often.
Either way, it was really cool to see a natural resting and feeding of all these seals.
Next stop, Spitzkoppe!
1 comments:
March 8, 2010 at 9:43 AM
It must have been hard wanting to stay and watch the seals,but the smell must of been overwhelming!
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