No sign of the giant sand dunes. A total whiteout. This was the view from our window at 3pm yesterday afternoon. The beautiful blue swimming pool turned brown as the swirling sand dropped to the bottom and eucalyptus leaves gathered on the surface. By the time we got back to Delfin, we could write you a message in the sand on the cooker lid and Sue had collected sufficient sand to fill a bucket.!
Once we had spent a couple of hours shaking bedding and sweeping through, we set off north and left
our Saharan experience behind but not before we found a baby camel by the roadside. Ahh!
Back to Erfoud and left onto the R702, a somewhat bumpy ride to Tinedad. Once again there were wilderness stretches and startling lunar landscapes.In one small town it was market day and in another there was no sign of life at all.
Sue's highlight can be seen below. She has reached this great age and for the first time ever she bought a whole water melon. I watched as she made her choice then struggled to carry it across the road.
Tonight we are at a site close to the Todra Gorge but the steep climb up a mountain side, on a narrow strip of tarmac and its effect on the driver will have to wait for another day.
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