28-Dec-2003 -- My husband Craig is the most excitable person I know. He came across this website and was adamant that on our holiday to Namibia (to see our family), we were going to find a Confluence.
We arrived in Walvis Bay and after hours of explanation we managed to get Craig, myself, Bruce (my Dad), Charmaine (my Mom), Duncan, Sandi, Fred and Laura totally revved up to drive for 6 hours and hike for God knows how long to some Confluence in the middle of no-where. The day arrived and Craig (the instigator) swore he has sunstroke and so he and Sandi dropped out and the rest of us headed off.
We drove via Vogelfederberg and through the pass for about 3 hours before we arrived at 'Zum Haus' (which us naïve English speaking people thought was the name of the farm)*. The owner was very helpful and pointed us in the direction of where he thought the Confluence might be. We headed off for a few more hundred metres and set up camp for the girls, after which we set off along an old farm road, which took us about 2 km away from the Confluence. Luckily we had the 4X4 and were able to go another 1.5 km off road before reaching a fence, and so hiked the last 500 metres.
The Confluence was in a dried riverbed and was rampant with 'hak-en-steek' thorns (which in Afrikaans means grab and stab). It was very hot and so we took our pictures and headed back to camp.
* Coordinator's note: But which simply means "To the house" in German.