From the Skies to the Sands

I am sitting in my happy place, or shall I call it my lekke place? It is the captain’s seat of V5-R0B a Cessna Caravan and I am about to start my descent into Kanaan Desert Retreat from 10 500 feet. Nicklai my youngest son is sitting co-pilot and he is configuring the radio. It is early morning, and the Namib is the perfect colour palette, red dunes, yellow grass plains and the brown, khaki, and chocolate stripes of the Tiras mountains. As I gaze at the breathtaking landscape, I reflect on what to write for the Michelangelo Guest note about this country that “God made in anger”.