Mad Max and Namibia's Skeleton Coast: Movie magic in the wilderness

Soaring over Namibia's Skeleton Coast in a single prop Cessna 210, just 1,000ft from the ground, I could see the contours of hundreds of vessels that have run aground on this remote Atlantic headland, slowly corroding in the saline mist and rusting beneath the sand dunes. The only sign of life was the hundreds of seal colonies that commandeer huge sections of this seemingly endless coastline, like infantries patrolling their territories. As we continued further up the coast, a flamboyance of bright pink flamingos escorted us out of their airspace. This is an isolated realm of raging currents and swirling winds, where thick blubber and aerodynamic plumage seem to be the desired attire. "You wouldn't survive for more than a day down there," my pilot, Mark, disclosed with a wry grin. As if I needed reminding.

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