I awake from a bad dreamâ€¦one of a road that never ends: no turns, no visible landmarks and little elevation. After talking to others about my dream they confessed of one very similar…
Today we get our first taste of true Namibian desert, a stark change from the last month of tarmac. The smell of fresh dust and twin tire trails are reminders of roads past. The hills, ah the hillsâ€¦we pedaled hard for every crestâ€”each vista worthy of a postcardâ€”and then coasted to our next climb. Duncan is the most popular person in camp tonight, due to his decision to deviate from the traditional route and take us into the desert. His promise of more desertscape during tomorrowâ€™s ride is turning a smile from everyoneâ€¦even the roadies.
You wouldnâ€™t believe what a dirt road can do to a personâ€™s spirits when there are only ten days to the finish line. A spectacular sunset, boasting the first clouds weâ€™ve seen in weeks, was a fitting end to a scenic day of riding.
Tomorrow we dine upon the edge of a canyon