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Deadly Snakes. Heatstroke. Scorpions.
These are just a few of the obstacles that George Zelt encounters as a graduate student in apartheid-era South Africa. InA Rock and a Hard Place, readers will follow George as he explores this contradictory, beautiful country during a time of growth and oppression. With tales of finding refuge in a desert sandstorm, being stalked by a leopard, and narrowly escaping a herd of rampaging Cape buffalo, Georges story will leave readers breathlesstheir hearts racing, with the imagined grit of sand in their teeth!
Nature is not the only obstacle George encounters. When he makes a discovery that may disprove an established geologic theory, his graduate advisor (and developer of said theory) does everything in his power to prevent George from going public. George has to fight not only against nature but also the politics of university life, all while navigating the complexities of South African culture.
Who would have thought studying rocks could be so thrilling?

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The names and identifying characteristics of persons referenced in this book, as well as identifying events and places, have been changed to protect the privacy of the individuals and their families.

Published by Greenleaf Book Group Press

Austin, Texas

www.gbgpress.com

Copyright 2019 George Zelt

All rights reserved.

Thank you for purchasing an authorized edition of this book and for complying with copyright law. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission from the copyright holder.

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For ordering information or special discounts for bulk purchases, please contact Greenleaf Book Group at PO Box 91869, Austin, TX 78709, 512.891.6100.

Design and composition by Greenleaf Book Group

Cover design by Greenleaf Book Group

All photos graciously provided by George and Zhanar Zelt
Cover images: Marble rocks on Marble Beach in Namaqua National Park,
South Africa, Victoria Martin; Brushed metal texture used under license from
Shutterstock.com iStockphoto.com/xxmmxx; iStockphoto.com/Freder
Image Credits Interior: Bushmen (san) rock painting of antelopes,
iStockphoto.com/EcoPic and Prehistoric Bushman engravings at
Twyfelfontein in Namibia, iStockphoto.com/PytyCzech

Publishers Cataloging-in-Publication data is available.

Print ISBN: 978-1-62634-571-3

eBook ISBN: 978-1-62634-572-0

Part of the Tree Neutral program, which offsets the number of trees consumed in the production and printing of this book by taking proactive steps, such as planting trees in direct proportion to the number of trees used: www.treeneutral.com

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Printed in the United States of America on acid-free paper

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First Edition

To my parents, Marie D. and George E. Zelt,
and brother Norman F. Drum. With me from the
beginning and gone too soon, I remember them always
for their understanding, support, and love.

Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate...

A Walking Song from The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

Contents Chapter 1 1977 Prohibited Area South West Africa How long - photo 3

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Chapter 1 1977 Prohibited Area South West Africa How long Patrick I - photo 4

Chapter 1
1977: Prohibited Area, South West Africa

How long, Patrick? I asked, squinting through the back window of our Land Rover.

Five, maybe six minutes. His keen eyes darted from side to side as we raced over the immense expanse of sand. Then, bejesus, its on us... a frantic beast with whirling sand claws... It will blot out the sun as it beats the hell out of us.

Thats kind of a poetic description, I replied, surprised and turning toward him. He wore his white long-sleeved shirt hanging out of his jeans, as did I. White helped reflect the omnipotent suns assault on the desolate land below. Steamy heat waves rose, quivering. We were in our adventurous twenties, agile and fit, but now worried.

My throat tightened, and the heat increased as we slid the Land Rovers windows closed. There was no room for error when the desert bowled a sandstorm. It could kill. At six foot three, I could look out the top of the boxy windshield while Patrick stared intensely out the middle and drove.

Where should we go?

It was all so very empty.

Wide-brimmed hats lay on the seat next to us. Under them were rather featureless maps and a Brunton compass, the type we geologists carried. For a map to be of use, we needed topography. But there wasnt much of that out here.

Tapping sand fingertips began to play on our metal roof. Grains seeped inside through passages unknown, peppering Patricks jetblack hair and scruffy beard, then blending with the sun-bleached strands hanging from my head. Fine particles began to work their way into our ankle boots and pants. We had been traveling some days through the Namib Desert; our luck had run out.

Within moments the darkening gray cloud behind us increased in size, rolling in a wave of fury as it sucked air and sand into its lungs. The bright desert was metamorphosing, extracting payment for our intrusion. The ungainly Land Rover plowed forward.

We were in the vast Sperrgebiet, or prohibited region, of South West Africa (which in 1990 would become Namibia), geology students illegally hunting for diamonds.

The area bordered the Atlantic Ocean, stretching north from the Orange River border of South Africa for about two hundred miles and extending some sixty miles inland. It was also known as Diamond Area 1 by then-owner Consolidated Diamond Mines of South West Africa Ltd., which patrolled it using men with guard dogs.

As our Land Rover charged up a gently rolling rise, Patrick pointed through the haze in front of us to a long, isolated ridge of massive rock in the near distance.

Precambrian, Patrick yelled over the increasing wind. A billion years old. The ridge jutted upward like the deserts spine. Maybe we could find a hole between rocks to crawl into.

We gained speed. Lances of sand struck our roof furiously as the Rover lunged and finally reached the apron of boulders strewn along the base of the rock wall.

Ill drive along by the boulders! Patrick yelled. Look for a crack in the rocks, a hollow, some protection!

The tuneless drumming increased. We inhaled wisps of the storms desiccated, heated breath. No vehicle could keep it out. We tied our well-used bandanas around our faces and looked like the thieves we were. Moments later we could see only twenty meters ahead as the suns rays struggled through a sand army with trillions of airborne soldiers.

A hazy black hole just big enough to squeeze through appeared in the gray granite-gneiss ridge wall we were passing. Patrick braked and maneuvered into the boulders in front of it. His clenched hands twisted the steering wheel as if to strangle it. I slid back my window to watch for angled rocks that could slit our tires.

This okay? he yelled anxiously, unable to see much. The motor gasped for want of air while the wind whistled eerily as it tore along the ridge and between its fallen boulders.

Hell, I replied, bringing my head back inside, covered with sand. No choice! Shut it off.

Securing our hats with chinstraps, we clambered out, dragging a canvas. In the frightening, enraged tempest, we hauled it over the vehicle. Like tying a handkerchief across your face, the fabric protected the Land Rovers insides, the air filter, and fuel and brake lines from fine dust and sand as well as preventing the interior from being painted in powdery gray. The brim of Patricks hat swept upward like a sail on a boat and with one hand he pulled at his chinstrap while the other heaved at a rope looped around a bumper. My sunglasses twisted off my face. We were spitting sand.

Bring the water bottles! I mouthed, pointing to the back door while standing on the wide rear bumper and gripping a corner of the billowing canvas with one hand. The sand pelted my face as I stretched up to grope for the shovels on the roof rack with the flapping tarp pulling me in the other direction. Throwing the spades to the ground and jumping down, we roped the reluctant last corner of the cover to the bumper. Pausing to look, we realized there was no question about staying inside the Land Rover and eventually falling asleep. The doors could be blocked with drifting sand, and it would become our tomb.

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