The Skeleton Coast is a tough place, but the starkness gives it a unique allure. 
This may be Africa but a tour of the Skeleton Coast focuses on small animals, not big game -- lizards, jackals, insects and birds. They're the ones most likely to survive in this arid region. 
Animal bones give the Skeleton Coast its name but there are plenty of ships' carcasses, too. 
Seals' antics provide light relief. Their smell is also pretty distracting. 
Ghost crabs scuttle into the waves ... even the crustaceans have morbid names here. 
The Himba are Namibia's last pastoralists, with a diet consisting solely of meat. The women clean their skins with ocher. 
Seal skulls remaining from the Skeleton Coast's defunct whaling industry. The odd shipwreck victim's bones are probably jumbled in, too. 
With whale corpses galore, jackals must once have had a feast on the Skeleton Coast -- here one rests on the sand. 
Skeleton Coast animals rely on special techniques to obtain moisture. Jackals lick humidity from stones; beetles channel droplets along their backs and into their mouths. 
Air trapped between grains of sand makes the dunes "roar" when you toboggan down them.
- Only 800 people a year allowed to visit bleak but beautiful region
- Skeletons from whaling industry litter shoreline -- hence the macabre name
- Wildlife watching mostly small scale here, not Africa's usual big game
- Human inhabitants, Namibia's last pastoralists, eat only meat
(CNN) -- Portuguese sailors called it the Gates of Hell.
Namibia's Bushmen speak of the land God made in anger.
From the air, the bleak shoreline of the Skeleton Coast looks wonderful -- a deep green sea, fringed with surf, breaks over a shore receding into infinite dunes.
From land, it's a different story.
The Benguela Current rushes in, urgent and strong, hurtling the chilling Atlantic into the fierce heat of the Namib.
Whale and seal skeletons from the former whaling industry still litter the coastline -- the source of the region's frightening name.
Humans have suffered, too -- the remains of ships wrecked on the hidden rocks offshore rust and crumble beside the animal bones.
Survivors didn't last long in this harsh environment.
A harsh region but beautiful, too.
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Why, then, visit this brutal-sounding place?
Because its forbidding nature has left Namibia's Skeleton Coast one of the most pristine shorelines in the world.
It may be bleak, but it's beautiful.
The territory extends from just north of the city of Swakopmund to the Angolan border in northwest Namibia, taking in 500 kilometers of shoreline and 2 million hectares of dunes and gravel plains.
It forms a national park, divided by rivers.
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The southern section runs between the Ugab and Hoanib Rivers, the north between the Hoanib and Kunene.
Independent travelers can apply for permits for day trips but only to the south -- and it's the northern extremes, the Skeleton Coast Wilderness, that most people want to see.
Visitors to the latter part of the park are restricted to around 800 a year to preserve the fragile environment.
Exclusive and expensive
The only way to reach the north is to join a fly-in safari -- an exclusive, if expensive, experience.
A typical four-day trip costs around $6,000 per person.
After flying to an inland camp, my guide, Bariar, and I reach the sea following a 200-kilometer drive through dune country.
We climb out of the Land Rover into a huge animal graveyard: seal skulls jumbled with turtles' rib cages and the colossal, bleached vertebrae of whales.
The wind shunts me from one set of remains to the next.
One ghoulish question suggests itself: "Are there human skeletons, too?"
"Of course!" Bariar shouts, his voice almost lost in the wind.
"It's the shore of a thousand shipwrecks."
Ships' skeletons rest on the shore, beside whale bones.
Wreck-spotting
One of the coast's best-known wrecks is a British liner, the Dunedin Star, beached by her master after hitting a reef (some say a U-boat) in the 1940s.
A tug, the Sir Charles Elliott, went to her aid but it sank, too.
An arch of whale bones marks the grave of the two crewmen who led the rescue attempt, trying in vain to secure a line from the ship to the shore.
Every now and then the wreck of their tug can be seen above the waves.
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At Cape Frio, thousands of seals provide light relief. Their noise is deafening, their smell overwhelming, but their antics draw you in.
The surf is full of writhing bodies.
At the water's edge, the occasional rock twitches, rolls over and throws itself into the sea.
We follow the coastline for miles.
Ours are the only tire marks, soon to be erased by the sand.
Ghost crabs scuttle into the waves; terns swoop over the surf; a jackal flops, seemingly exhausted, onto the shore.
Little game
When it comes to watching wildlife, the Skeleton Coast isn't about big game.
Guides focus on small mammals, birds and insects and the stories of how they survive.
With ocean fogs the only moisture supply, creatures conserve what they can.
Black-backed jackals lick humidity from stones.
Desert beetles channel droplets along their backs and into their mouths.
Tok-tokkie beetles pair up, then climb on top of one another, taking it in turns to provide shade.
Without compass or Sat Nav, Bariar drives us on a convoluted route back into the desert.
He suggests I look out the window for "unexpected stones" -- indicators to turn left or right or double back a touch.
They're meant to keep vehicles on course and not flatten tracts of this delicate ecosystem.
The "Roaring" dunes provide sound effects as you toboggan down.
Hear the dunes roar
We arrive at the legendary "roaring" dunes, climb to the top and slide down on our butts.
I know the fearsome rumble comes from air trapped between grains of sand, but I still glance up convinced there are low-flying jets overhead.
The next couple of days are spent hiking through gorges, tracking desert-adapted elephants and exploring a wilderness that never seems to end.
What looks like wasteland to me is, to the Himba people, home.
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They're the last of Namibia's nomadic pastoralists: they grow nothing and eat only meat.
The women braid their hair and scrub their bodies with ocher to keep clean. Their skin gleams like polished copper in the sun.
One morning, we visit their camp.
The trip is laid on for tourists, but when it's over we head to the home of one of the guides on the tour.
His mother offers me a necklace of porcupine quills as young girls sit and smile.
Eventually they overcome their shyness and get up to sing.
As I leave, I notice a small boy, eyeing me from the top of a dune.
Keen to impress, he somersaults over the top and falls flat on his face in the sand.
He gets up, shakes himself down and laughs.
Even in this tough environment, the survivors find plenty of reasons to smile.
Wilderness Safaris (+27 11 807 1800) and Skeleton Coast Safaris (+264 61 224 248) are two companies providing tours of Namibia's Skeleton Coast.
Karen Bowerman is a travel writer and former BBC broadcaster who specializes in conservation issues and adventure travel.