I know you think I’m mad but, soak oats overnight with a mix of yoghurt and water. Then in the morning add some honey. You just cannot go wrong with that.
I was out a little later than desired. But once again the wind was at an advantageous angle. So I was off faster than a bullet. Its exciting watching the scenery wizz past.
As you can see there is a lot of nothing to see, it’s a desert what do you expect.
When I left Greece my idea was to ride through the Rub al Khali to Salalah. This is the scenery i expected. The wind is a bit unwelcome despite being advantageous. I wanted to ride long hard kilometers. The route down is about 1000kms, I’m just over half way. It is way harder than I thought. The sun is hotter, the route is flatter, my ass is hurting more, the road is straighter,and the mental effort to keep going is way tougher.
The cool mornings are fantastic and till about 11 all is good but then the sun starts to get to its zenith and all hell breaks loose. I kept riding taking intermittent rests thrn my legs just would not turn the pedals. I try to find cover but there really is nothing, except every so ofter these small, l believe prayer huts. Where im going to sleep tonight.
As i was riding i looked across the highway and saw a camper van, I dumped my bike and walked across to introduce myself. Martin and his family from Montpellier,have been touring the Middle East, just coming into their second year. Unfortunately their time in Oman has not been full of joy and so are hightailing it out to Saudi Arabia.
A Couple of Days Ride Outta....... 