In the southern section of the Skeleton Coast, the scenery is stark and desolate. Wide expanses of flat grey gravel reach the horizon where it shimmers and distorts from the heat of the earth. It’s impressive in its own inhospitable, bleak way.

The thick fog that often envelops this coast has claimed many ships. Over the centuries thousands have been stranded on the rocks and sandbars that stretch out into the sea and many sailors have met a watery grave. One of the best Skeleton Coast wrecks is not a ship at all but an oil rig. In the late ’60s and 70’s Ben du Preez and Jack Scott came looking for oil. Digging down to almost 1,700 meters, they found nothing, leaving a hunk of metal in the middle of the Skeleton desert.

The thousands of seals at the Cape Cross Seal Colony produce a cacophony of sound as they make their way to and from the sea to feed on hake, mackerel, and lanternfish. In November and December, the pups are born and the colony swells to around 200,000 becoming the largest cape fur seal breeding colony in the world.

Terrace Bay Resort is the end of the road for a road trip on the Skeleton Coast. It’s a desolate place with a handful of small huts sitting on grey gravel looking out to the Atlantic Ocean. It’s peaceful and about as remote as it gets. Fishermen from up and down the Namibian coast use Terrace Bay as their storage point for their catch and somewhere to sleep on their long trips away from home.

The restaurant at the resort is decorated with messages from previous guests, scribbled on the wall from floor to ceiling. After dinner, the fishermen make the rounds, going table by table to say hello to all the guests, in at least 3 different languages.

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