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The Compass - October/November 2009

Namibia - A Place called Solitaire
Written and Photographed by Brad Fitzpatrick

Located on the edge of the Namib Desert, this quiet valley reintroduces you to the sun and the stars.

We had seen hundreds of springbok since we left Namibia’s Huseo Kutako International Airport. The tawny antelope inhabit much of the country’s central highlands and desert fringes, making them a common sight on most any drive through Namibia. But as we approached Solitaire Guest Farm, which lies tucked in a valley at the foot of the Namib Naukluft Mountains, I noticed that one springbok had become incredibly bold.

It was late evening when we arrived at the front entrance of the guest house, its red sand parking area sharply contrasting the sea of soft blonde grass that stretched up to the foot of the mountains. There, standing fifty meters from the edge of the manicured gardens, was a springbok ewe. Her coat blended perfectly with the grass savanna, and had she not flicked her ears I might not have seen her.

“Look at that springbok.” I shut the door of our car, certain she would turn and dash out into the veldt. But she did not. She stood in the shade of an acacia tree, flicking her ears and studying our party. Then she came to us, not at a walk but bounding toward us. She crossed the road and trotted to within ten feet of me, studying our group with her wide brown eyes. I noticed her horns, which should have been turned in sharply at the tips, were crowned with what appeared to be tiny boxing gloves.

“She belongs here,” I told the group. “She’s a pet.”

I was soon shown to my room, a quiet bungalow at the western edge of the guest rooms in the shadow of a sprawling acacia tree. I asked about the springbok and found out that she had been orphaned and bottle fed. She had a name, too—Bokky. Seemed fitting.

Solitaire lies at the eastern edge of the Namib Naukluft Park and represents the last major town (major in Namibian terms, which means a gas station and a diner) before reaching the towering dunes of Sossusvlei. The red dunes represent one of the highlights of any Namibian safari, owing their unique color to iron fragments mixed into the sand. The dunes have, quite literally, rusted.

Solitaire captures the essence of Namibia—namely, vast spaces and a stillness found few other places on earth. After we dropped our bags at the guest lodge we were pointed to a rocky outcropping a quarter mile from the lodge that our hosts told us was the best place to watch the sunset. As the shadows stretched across the face of the mountains I set out for the rock pile (with Bokky in tow) and was treated to a classic African sunset over the acacia-studded savanna. Bokky seemed to enjoy herself as well, standing balanced on the sheer rock surface as she scanned the valley below us. At last light my group and I started back for the guest farm, where a dinner of local game was being prepared in the outdoor barbecue area. It had been some time since my last trip to Namibia and I had forgotten how tremendous the stars are. Halfway to the lodge I stopped and sat down, watching as they appeared in the clear sky above. Solitaire seemed the only fitting name for such a place.

  Brad Fitzpatrick grew up in southern Ohio, graduated with a degree in biology from Northern Kentucky University and currently teaches forensics and anatomy at Southern Hills Career Center in Georgetown, Ohio.  

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