Possibly the most excruciatingly boring drive known to man (not counting the company) - 11 hours, three roundabouts, one tree, two left turns and three rights and you’re there.
After an afternoon’s biking up to the terrace at ‘Classic Wadi’ (sorry, still can’t find the name of this area) we soon found a cool spot to camp on top of one of the hills at the entrance to the valley.
We found a great spot on the hills above Wadi Darbat where we based ourselves for the rest of the trip - the plan was to ride directly down into the vally but the rocks and terrain had other ideas…
Camels and cows in every direction…
Settling in for the eve around the campfire.
Antony needed to come up with an ingenious fix after loosing a pivot bolt somewhere along the way - Adam stepped in with a socket and zip ties and it’s as good as new.
Dicking about on loose dirt and dry grass.