Sand Storm

I was going to say that nothing happened today.

My campsite last night was quiet. And i woke to the first calls of the muezzin. With a light following wind i made good headway. Getting to Ibri before midday. I pushed on through. The mountains and sand landscape spuring me on.

I notched up 120kms and thought 2pm was ok to stop. After 2 it does get horrendously hot.

I found a thorny tree to hide behind, took off sll the bags layed out the tent and sat and read. Then i decided i didnt like that tree so picked everything up and planted myself behind another tree 100 meters away.

6.30 i had dinner, i had to sit inside the tent because the flys surrounding me were so bad. Then i set my pot down and sstarted reading my book. But suddenly i felt the tent flap (as usual no fly sheet) and the tent wall was pushed against my back and sand poured through the mesh, although the sun had set everything turned gray/brown. I lay with my, newly purchased, arab headress over my head reading my kindle.

The wind raged for 2 hours. Then stopped as fast as it started. And back to tranquility.

As you can see total devastation in the tent. I took everything out and tried to sweep it clean. I got ¾ out. Now in bed. I’ll deal with tge rest in the morning 😬.