Friday, February 01, 2013

28 January 2013 - Oranje Mund


We left Port Nolloth with a fond farewell to Maggie who had spoiled us with a full English breakfast for 3 mornings and set out for Oranje Mund.

The Border crossing is just outside Alexander bay but as we did not get to see the town or bay area on our earlier reccie, we decided to visit the town on our way out.

Although there is a boom gate guarding entrance to the town area it is not real hard to get into town.  We asked the guard to go and see the town, River mouth and dredges.  He seemed unsure of the procedure, scratched through 3 different books, could not find a pen and at last just waved us through.  The town is very dreary.  Absurdly, EVERY BUILDING in town in the same colour.  It’s a sad, yellow,  “sand-ish” colour – just depressing.

Every building is the same yellow colour

Only Shopping centre in town - again yellow

The entrance to the town - all dusty and neglected
 
The town is mainly inhabited by miners, contractors and workers that work for Alexkor the Government diamond mining business, the opposition to De Beers and NamDeb across the river.

From some books Neville read and conversations with some of the locals it is clear that 30% plus of the rough diamonds recovered go missing before reaching the plant.  Elaborate schemes i.e. homing pigeons carrying satchel filled with diamonds, shooting cross-bow across the fence, the arrow shaft filled with diamonds etc.  Additionally, one of the contractors told us that some of the rarer colour diamonds they dive out (yellow, orange and even maroon) is handed in, but they are never paid for them and no record is kept to trace the diamonds further on.

We were able to get closer to the river mouth; the river is more brown/green closer to the ocean.  You can see much of the Alexkor mine from here, it is old and broken down buildings litter the beach.

 Thoroughly depressed we moved on to the border.

The Oranje Mund Border crossing was a pleasant experience.  On the SA side you do not need to complete any paperwork at immigration, the staff is friendly and very helpful.  They checked our vehicle, almost seemed embarrassed that they had to and we had to sign a police register.  On the Namibia side, as you are not only entering the country but also the “Sper-gebied” you also need permits from NamDeb.  You can arrange the permits with the owner of the guest-house you book – in our case, Fanie at “Op My Stoep” obtained the permits, it costs N$ 40.  After immigration you go to the NamDeb office, they take your photo, give you a access card and off you go.

 Op My Stoep is about 1.5Km after the border crossing.  We booked in and set off to explore the town of Oranje Mund.  In sharp contrast to Alexander bay, the town is green, well kept, clean, has many shops – event a Woolworths – a Spar and many other small business that looked to be flourishing.



Entrance to town - NamDeb owns almost
everything in town
 

We stopped at the only museum in town, the Jasper House.  It is very well kept, has many photo’s of the town and it’s development as well as fossils from the area, mining tools etc.  We had a genteel cup of tea and cake and the garden and then drove through the suburbs.

 
Cofee shop next to the museum

Having a cuppa - check the pinky!

And then – Heart stop!  In the middle of town, in the desert, on the lush green lawn of the park, amongst the swings and children playground – a gemsbok.  Not only one, a whole herd.  They meander through town, having a snack of grass wherever it seems softest and are not bothered at all by people walking through the park or down the street.  Like the tourists we are, we gawked and  took a string of photo’s .
 
Gemsbok wandering through the suburbs

Gemsbok in the park

And more Gemsbok
 

We stopped on the beach on our way to the Oranje river mouth on the Namibia side.  The water is icy cold with a very strong current, we were told – as if we intended to swim!

Could not get to the river mouth as it’s mostly sand and you need a 4x4 to go any further but did see the flamingo’s playing in the water and in the distance the river emptying into the sea.

The Flamingo's on the riverbank

Orange river on it's way to the Atlantic
 
The town is pretty small and the next town (Rosh Pinah) can only be reached with a 4x4 so we spend the rest of the afternoon sleeping, reading and relaxing. 

At 18:00 we walked up to the pub/restaurant area and were met by the owner, Fanie, born in Argentinia.  This turned out to be quite an evening.  Lot’s of laughter, to many Jagermeisters, fantastic food and great conversation.  Fanie is quite the character and a astute businessman.  He visited South Africa from with he’s mother when he was 16, quickly moved on he’s own to Mozambique, did some odd jobs, moved between Mozambique, South Africa and ended up in Oranje Mund. 

 Fanie has a passion for food and the meal was out of this world.  Neville had a fillet espedata, tender, and on he’s scale, best ever!  I had the seafood paella, spicy and crammed with seafood.

The remainder of the evening was spend at the pub. Fanie sharing with us many funny and interesting stories about the town’s history and development, the diamond industry and all he’s other ventures.
The Holder used by Mine Formen to collect diamonds
picked-up by workers - it's got a one-way valve.

If every you are in Oranje Mund – you have to visit Fanie at Op My Stoep.  It will be an unforgettable experience, he is a superb host.

 xxx - Desert Photo's