Fredy and Werner had advised us to not leave
before 10 am to make sure that the morning fog and stratus at Terrace
Bay had lifted. So we had the usual early morning walk followed by a
good Immenhof breakfast.
By the time we left, the temperature had risen to more than 25 degrees,
and the density altitude at Immenhof (elev. 4300 feet) was above 6000
feet, so we used more than half of the 1500 meters of runway for
take-off as we still had more than 9 hours of fuel on board.
As we approached the coast we made a slight detour and descended to fly
low along the dunes of Skeleton Coast. We were surprised to see that the
temperature actually dropped from +25 at FL65 to less than +20 degrees
at the coast due to the cold sea current from Antarctica.
As we parked in front of the much corroded terminal building, we
suffered a slight damage to fibreglass inner gear door from catching the
steep edge of concrete blast pad while parking, but it could be at least
temporarily fixed so we could go on the following day.
Terrace Bay is a strange place which attracts fishing maniacs and the
like. The restaurant was closed at lunch time, so we had to go to the
local shop and buy some cider and Mars bars. Nevertheless, we enjoyed a
walk along the coast amongst elephant and jackal skeletons and spotted a
jackal. It was an eerie feeling as they also have hyenas around. Near
the lodge, white breasted crows were looming around.
The fish and curry dinner was not exactly gastronomic, but we
nevertheless managed to order a bottle (or two? I don’t remember) of
decent South African wine.
After breakfast the stratus cloud cover had lifted to about 1500 feet,
and we were happy to have seen the eerie Skeleton Coast and equally
happy to get the hell out of there. A few miles inland, the stratus
cover had dissipated, and we got a great view of the Skeleton Coast
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We flew over the Skeleton Coast dunes on the approach to Terrace Bay
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Flemming inspects an elephant's rib
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