Midnight at the Oasis – almost

Living in Middle Eastern countries is, for me, all about getting out into open spaces. Desert, for preference. In the Egyptian desert I had three or four favoured boltholes out in the Sahara that I used to go to most weekends, with names like Dew Camp, First Drop Camp and Three Rocks Camp.

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The view from First Drop Camp at sunrise, 2014

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Sleeping bags drying out at Dew Camp (see why it got the name?!), 2002

All the camps have one thing in common – they are isolated and quiet. Here in the UAE the desert, which is smaller than in Egypt, is used a lot more by recreational 4x4s and also by runners. Finding a quiet patch to vanish into is not so easy. But there are a few….

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This was last weekend, in Ras Al Khaimah.

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Three weeks before Christmas 2018, on the beach at Kalba, overlooking the Indian Ocean at dawn

I’m not always an antisocial git though – sometimes I go with a gang of friends

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With friends from the British Embassy, Egyptian desert, 2003 (That Sakkara beach umbrella is sorely missed as a souvenir!)

 

 

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