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A form of off-roading on sand dunes, dune bashing is extremely popular especially among the casual tourists coming to Dubai.
we were in capable hands |
if only we could remember his name |
and we're off |
getting ourselves ready |
for some edge of the seat action! |
We waited in the desert until a
large number of SUVs gathered and from that point on the leader of our pack of
vehicles lead us through the stunts in single file, one dune after another. The
main reason for this technique is to prevent vehicles from losing track of
direction and getting lost.
we started off |
in among the front runners |
in for a treat |
action packed evening |
first little dune |
depending on the light |
the dunes appear brown, orange or red |
up another little dune |
and down again |
the dunes get larger |
and the ride rougher |
a second convoy on our left |
the pace picks up |
but our driver keeps a safe distance |
the gap increases |
blazing their own trail |
alley oop |
a bigger dune |
skillfully navigated |
skipping this dune |
an amazing landscape |
and an amazing angle |
harsh yet beautiful |
little precipitation |
barren area |
semi-arid |
yet gorgeous |
and alluring |
the dunes get steeper |
a latecomer to the party |
making up for lost time |
our convoy grows longer |
and its a sight to behold |
a caravan of SUVs |
traversing this arid land |
At one point we catapulted down a
dune at an extremely sharp angle, but due to the experience and skill of our
driver to maneuver the SUV we were never really fearful of an accident.
the desert was singed-brown |
The land was flat and barren |
the nomads called it Satan’s solarium |
an odd brittle bush broke up the emptiness |
basted and blazed by the sun |
fuscous-brown desert |
desolate and lonesome |
our convoy breaking the monotony of this parched wilderness |
sand dunes |
as far as the eye could see |
stunning contrast of sun, sky and sand |
creating our own dust devil |
signs of civilisation in the distance |
endless dunes |
and our caravan grows even longer |
reminds us of a scene from Star Wars |
yet the cruel sun beat down |
and the sky was it's co-conspirator |
it's one malevolent eye unblinking |
another latecomer to our party |
not even a wisp of cloud to soften the harsh rays |
We thoroughly the Arabian roller
coaster ride known as dune bashing. It was a therapeutic experience dune
bashing on a wildly bucking drive through the wilderness. All of us were
shrieking and laughing with excitement as the car went up and down the dunes, and nothing gave Cat more pleasure than to see her chubby hubby being thrown about in the vehicle!
peering through the mirror |
gave a different perspective |
to our adventure in the desert |
we neared the end of our bone rattling journey |
back to civilisation |
and back to normalcy |
or so we thought |
just as we assumed we'd be heading back to the road yonder |
we took a sharp right and headed back |
to ride off into the sunset |
the sun looming large |
beating down its rays onto us |
another favourite wallpaper of ours |
it adorns our desktop back home |
who knew this harsh and barren landscape |
held a beauty all its own |
with contrasting colours |
contrasting weather |
we peered away across the broken waste of desert. |
and admired its majesty |
while feeling like Lawrence of Arabia |
It was quite amazing to look
towards the horizon and see sand dune after sand dune. The dunes are spectacular,
offering a refreshing emptiness away from the hustle and bustle of Dubai city.
Only later we realised that we were in a convoy of some fifty odd SUVs heading
barreling towards one dune after another, an almost orchestral synchronicity of
vehicles.
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