Off Road

I awake from a bad dream…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 hills…we pedaled hard for every crest—each vista worthy of a postcard—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 tomorrow’s ride is turning a smile from everyone…even the roadies.

You wouldn’t believe what a dirt road can do to a person’s spirits when there are only ten days to the finish line. A spectacular sunset, boasting the first clouds we’ve seen in weeks, was a fitting end to a scenic day of riding.

Tomorrow we dine upon the edge of a canyon