Our next stop is the Spitzkoppe National Park, we arrive in the evening and look for a nice campsite directly at the foot of the large Spitzkoppe. The park consists mainly of red rocks in all possible formations and is therefore of course a paradise for nature lovers, hikers and climbers.
The hike up the large Spitzkoppe is given as 4-5 hours and 700 meters of altitude, actually a morning walk for us 
The hike is only allowed with a guide, so we grab one the next morning and walk leisurely to the beginning of the climb. Meanwhile, our guide still mentions that there are some places on the trail where chains have been installed for certain passages. Easy, we think to ourselves. A hike with a few via ferrata sections, we have already done many times. When we then begin with the climb, we quickly realize that it will go very steeply up. At the latest at the first chain, which is supposed to be apparently still the easiest (and despite this, according to our guide here many have already turned back), we realize that it will be more of a climb and not particularly much hiking.
And so we fight ourselves steeply upwards, always with the thought, how we should come down there probably again. Finally, we are met by a guide with 2 Swiss, who confirm that the view is gigantic at the top. Exactly this motivation we had needed. It goes further up, over more chains, very steep parts, chasms on both sides, tree roots as the only way to get further up, etc.
From “relaxed morning walk”, after just under four hours we finally arrive at the top, enjoy the fabulous view over the park and the surrounding mountains. Somehow the hike has already been worth it, there would not be the way back…This is now completely in the sun, 30 ° C tendency rising, and for the most part it is so steep in all directions that we crawl sitting down. Our guide is 18 years and only since 3 months, and unfortunately not very foresighted and thus not too much help – until Kerstin then at some point panic screams “help”… Our forces sink exponentially with each step down, the muscle soreness is pre-programmed at least with Kerstin for a week.
On the bottom we are glad to have made it and drag ourselves for a cold beer to the bar. After that, and after an open-air shower, the world looks different again and we drive to the sunset still to the Bridge Rock, which is very reminiscent of the Arches National Park in Utah.
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Meanwhile, we still reconsider our original route planning. After 10 days of desert we want to get to know another face of Namibia and want to contact our landlord, whether we are allowed to drive across the borders of Botswana and Zimbabwe to the Victoria Falls… But first we go the next morning via the Skeleton Coast to the big highlight of Namibia, the Etosha National Park…