What is more fun than taking part in an exciting, well-organised race in a picturesque little town at the coast? Doing so as an entire family, of course!
The past weekend marked a big first for us, and boy, was it fun! After Mr. V (5) announced that he was going to earn more medals than his parents, I suggested we enter them for the annual Sandman Triathlon. This event, hosted by OTB for the past 10+ years, is the oldest triathlon in Namibia, dating back to 1986 when it was still known as the Desert Triathlon. Continue reading “2018 FNB Sandman Triathlon Recap: Family For The Win”
We’ve been toying with the idea to run from Uis to the Atlantic Ocean probably as long as we’ve been living in Damaraland, so roughly 3.5 years. The allure? In Uis we are fortunate to live on a 7 913 km² unfenced farm, that is 791 300 hectares of wilderness, within which we are free to roam along with desert-adapted rhino, lions, elephants, giraffe, mountain zebra, and various other game species. Away from the C35 main road there are no power- or telephone lines, and in fact, there is very little man made between Uis and the ocean. And which way could be better to experience this vast, beautiful open expanse than running it? Continue reading “TransNamib Expedition 2018: Not Your Average Desert Longrun”
My Moroccan dreams date back to the late Eighties. I was around ten years old when I first laid my hands on that fateful BZN tape featuring “Marrakech” somewhere on its melodic lineup. Now, in those days we didn’t have access to music videos on MTv or the likes, so lyrics made sense to us purely through what it said and how they played out in our imaginations. With Marrakech on repeat (who am I kidding – I had to stop and rewind!), fantastical images of beautiful burka-clad people riding on horses through the desert to Marrakech was burnt into my mind. Continue reading “Ultra Trail Atlas Toubkal Marathon Report”