Sandboarding 102

I keep back till last. My body has already had quite a beating these past few days. I give the board a good wax and choose instead to sit, instead of stand. Balance isn't my strong point. I didn't learn to cycle until I was sixteen.

Sadly this photo just looks like I'm stationery. I can assure you it felt like movement even if glacial compare to some. The little bushes are obstacles and you have to use your hands to steer. There's no dignity here. But at least I stay on and complete the ride upright, just. The walk, or run, back up is hard work and reminiscient of our trip to the sand dunes: two steps forward, one slip back.