Letters from the Oman Trail – Evening prayer
The sound of prayer travel with the desert wind. Regardless of your religion, it is a guiding beacon in the middle of isolation.
Letters from the Oman Trail – An ocean of solitude
I see the sand dance to the rhythm of the wind... Nomadic ballet ! take the time to listen & observe the sound of nature.
Letters from the Oman Trail – Kids
Kids in remote villages still living the old fashion way, far from the bling of Dubai and its oversized malls.
Letters from the Oman Trail – The track
Camel racing is one of the most popular pastime in Arabia. As popular as horse racing, it is a must do on your list if in the gulf.
Letters from the Oman Trail – Sleepless night
At last morning, whom I waited for all night ! Or how sleeping in the heat of the desert can be complicated if not acclimated.
Letters from the Oman Trail – Sunset
The end of the day… As magical as it began…
Letters from the Oman Trail – Looking for camp
I unpacked, set up my tent while the light is still out and take a VIP seat for the up-coming sunset spectacle.
My day is complete, I have seen the full circle of light, time to rest...
Letters from the Oman Trail – Muhammad
His eyes, full of light, reminds me of those of a child who sees no harm in life. Like most men of the desert he is beautiful in his simplicity.
Letters from the Oman Trail – Play safe
No matter how fun the ride may look, always play it safe when driving alone in the desert. Too hot to get in trouble.
Letters from the Oman Trail – Roaming…
Camels roaming free in the Arabian desert, one step at a time, beating the heat, surviving the harsh conditions.