Back on the road

Once all packed it was back on the road for the five hour drive over dirt and sand all the way to our previous camp. Having come to know this place it's quite a different sight outside. No longer is there the surprise of something new, but a greater appreciation of what this place is: a stunning, vast country of mostly untouched desert and a wildlife delicately evolved to survive the harsh climate. We are midly amused when we pass signs that say "sand" - in a desert? What else?! Another says "wind". Talk about stating the obvious. We watch the landscape gradually change as the range of trees widen and the mountains change. We even see a brief sprinkle of rain on the windows. Short lived.

We make the same stop en route to pick up some refreshments but otherwise it's the same dirt road and unending bumps. We don't hold back in this car so for much of the journey it's more a roller coaster. I suppose I'm just happy I get to rest my aching feet. We've not had a rest this long in ages. My hands have probably had the worst, but will probably be the first to heal. I just need to find some cream (and humidity) and rehydrate.