
Christo arranged for us to sleep on top of the mountain, that forms part of the collar of the impact. This particular spot, where we camped, used to be a Tswana kraal in the 1600s, and was used again by the Boere in the early 1900s. We are the first people to sleep here in many, many years.

It was getting dark, so Christo walked us to the top, and then headed back, before night fell.

The views from the top is a sight to behold. This is a good viewpoint to see the rings of the impact better.

Dante thought the same thing, and watched as the sun set. Quite content to just watch. It was beautiful, and the overwhelming feeling of privilege swept over me.