Taking our final looks into the second grandest canyon in the world, all we had washing over us was a sense of awe and wonder.
The natural splendour of this place was something out of a classic western film. Reflecting back in hindsight, it amazes me even more that we were able to for the briefest moment witness the grandeur of this place.
As we left Fish River Canyon, we drove through the setting of the sun over the Namibian plains.
As night fell, trusty Elvis got us to a campsite to set up for the night.
A dinner and fire on the blood red sands of the Namibian desert prepared us for the coming days in the deserts of Namibia.