To sail close to the Wind
Ready for a trip in the ocean, being watched by a wise old guy.
The ladies as usual in a looong queue!
Away we go!
Meeting old friends along the way
Nothing can go wrong, OBS the ulitmate oinment!
"No what is going on here?"
Coming in for a perfect landing.
"Who are you guys? Get out of here or else ..."
Drilling for offshore energy.
Hubbly bubbly to say good bye.
While back onshore beauties gather.
A huge ship moves in with a thousand thirty ton containers.
"I am watching you!"
Step by step back to solid earth.
Stabilized by an old hand.
Off to the Swakop museum. The white lady shows off. Personally saw her up in the Brandberg. Who was she? What did she do and left behind?
Some blatant nudity in the streets. Where is this world going?
If you dare walking into the Sperrgebiet you will be "strafed". Five Hundred pounds must be a fortune today! Our Rosh Pinah mine was on this border and many time on my evening run just did it. Who cares and any Gunston inhaling cop need to be faster to get the 500 bucks. Forget it!
Up at Swakop, be afraid, very afraid as those pink spots shows the radioactive zones. Rossing an old hand in this with the new Husab and Langer Heinrich mines to triple the uranium production.
Für Kaiser und Reich!
Back to the luxury of our train and the delightfull dinner.
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