Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Eid Holidays -Hatta

This was the second day of Eid and we had scrapped our 5 days camping trip due to kids not feeling well. Instead what we decided was to take day trips and drive back each day after some adventure. In this way we could see how children were doing and could skip a day if they were not feeling better. However kids felt better as each day passed and they enjoyed every day to the max.

Today was the day to go canyoning in Oman. First of all the fourth car in our convoy didnt have the passports so we planned to talk them through to the other side with our negotiations with the check-post authorities.

We started at about 5:30am and before leaving we checked if we loaded everything needed for the day, including the camp chairs, table, life jackets to cross the deep pools, food, etc etc. Everything was in order and then after having a grocery stop at the coop we left for Hatta through which we planned to reach Oman for our starting point for canyoning . The day was very nice, the weather was good and the max it was suppose to reach was about 30 degrees - perfect for a hot country like UAE. Our first stop was a Malbari restaurant to have some breakfast and he really ripped us off with the pathetic food and eid prices. The other two stops were the check-posts through which we all passed without any hassle. We crossed Hatta towards Hatta Pools to cross into Oman when we were stopped at yet another check-post just before the Hatta Pools dirt track starts. We were asked for the Omani visa which we didnt have obviously as we never needed visa for this part of Oman before. On negative answer we were turned back from  the post. Rules change in these countries overnight without any notification, this was really frustrating for us. All the day plan seemed to be going down the drain.
Anyhow we had no choice but to turn around and drive in the mountain's dirt tracks for some time in frustration. We stopped at one point so that the kids can climb for some time and thats when our mood changed to the better side by hiking for an hour. Everyone was in a better mood now and we changed our plan to find some nice farm in the area for the day picnic. After driving for another 30 minutes we were able to find a very good spot little off of the road but very green and peaceful.

We setup our camp there and explored the area that was full of date palm trees, mango trees and some other fruits. There were 7 wells in this farm house and over all it was a very nice place. We got permission from the watchman there to spend the day there which he happily accepted and even agreed to allow us to camp there in future overnight.

We had a nice walk around and then made some nice Doodh Soda to refresh ourselves. Kids played hide n seek in the big farm and the elders had a gossip session ;-) for hours. This was followed by some nice BBQ made on site. The kebabs were really yummy and finished our eating evening with freshly made Halwa on the spot.

It was already dark when we packed up to start our drive back. It was quite crowded on the check-posts as we head back home. We made it safely home at around 10pm to finish this awesome day.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Kayaking in the Kalba Khor

Lets do some kayaking...

Travel Month:

November 2010



Total Days:

 Day trip


Mangroves, Creek (Khor), Sea

Friday, August 27, 2010

Salalah Once More!

The Far Away Town
Salalah is the capital of Dhofar region in Oman. This is in closer proximity to Yemen and once said to be part of Yemen and given to Oman’s Amir as Dowry a long time back. 

Here is what Wiki says about it.
“Salalah is the capital city of Oman's southern Zufar and Dhofar region. It is often considered to be the "second city" of the Sultanate, although some of this designation is probably due to its distinction as Sultan Qaboos' birthplace.
The region is famous for its khareef (monsoon), and the Khareef Festival is an annual event here. Many locals will in fact be quite surprised to see non-Arab visitors at other times of year. “

“Salalah and Dhofar are historically famous for the frankincense trade. The region has tended to be rather independent over history, although this has changed since Qaboos' ascention to the throne. The Jibbali (Arabic: those of the mountains) tribes maintain a slightly distrustful stance to the government in Muscat, although this is more a stance of custom than anything else. Interestingly, the tribes speak a different language to the Arabic spoken throughout the Peninsula, although visitors are unlikely to encounter it.”

Travel Month:

July 2010



Total Days:

6 days


Mountains, Gyzers, Fog, Ocean

Total Distance Covered:

3200 Kilometers



This trip was planned and executed in a rush as this summer there have been no fixed plans for visiting any particular areas or countries.  We all, the three brothers just happened to talk about going somewhere and in no time a plan was made to visit Salalah yet another time.

This place is a far away town as per the UAE standards and the road leading there is not that great either. One could imagine the single lane two-way road for about 800kms having just 2-3 patrol stations. The road has been under tremendous reconstruction and there is small single-lane detours built along the main road at a number of places, which also remains single lane even after the rebuild. Salalah is about 1250 kms away from our place but we booked our hotel at Marriot Salalah Resort, which was another 80 kms south of Salalah making our drive from home to hotel 1350 appr.

Owing to the remoteness of our destination and the quality of roads to be driven at, we left at 3 am to finish our drive in the day-light. We were three 4x4s with all three families including our parents and us three brothers. The drive to the border was quick and we found out at the border that the Al Ain border has also started to charge for exit visa stamping. That is AED 35 per passport, one would hardly experience border posts charging while you exit from a country. Though Omani side of the border were nice to take only AED 60 to stamp visas for our family. I did not bother to ask what was the calculation for that neither did the guy told us about any break up. We kept refilling our patrol tanks as soon as those were at the half level and we found any gas station.

The first turn off from the main highway was at the city named Ibri and after that we did not find any city until we reached Salalah some 1000 kms away from Ibri. There are a few small sized villages on the way though. The heat was intense and the temperature kept soaring up to 49 degrees Celsius despite being so lucky to have overcast skies half of the day. The sun broke out after 3 pm and that made it really easier for us to continue at high speed until that time. The breakfast brake was taken at 11ish to bundle it up with lunch to save time. The brunch was good and filling with a cup of tea to end with.

The next couple of hundred kilometers were interesting as I started to get an indication of ‘A/T over heating’ and I had no clue about it. We immediately stopped and inspected our land cruiser, which are made for such rough conditions. I found out some oil spilled but could not make out what kind it was. Next gas station was about a 100 kms away so we thought to rest the truck for some time and then drive it to the closest gas station. The gauges became normal after some time and we drove to a shady area 100 kms away. I read the service manual of LC in the mean time to find out that it was the Auto Transmission Oil that was over heating, probably due to the continuous high speed that we maintained for a couple of hours. The oil spill was found out to be the same but not from any seal rather from where the top was. I was certain about it and decided to continue driving but at a lower speed this time. I maintained less than 140kms/hour from there onwards and everything worked like a charm.

We entered the Salalah Mountains after this treacherous drive, towards the evening and found not much fog as compared to our last visit. But it was still good weather. Cool breeze brushed our faces and it really felt good after a tiring drive of 1250 kms through a very rough terrain.

We were stopped at an army check post as soon as we entered the green mountains to produce our driving license. Everybody entering Salalah has to go through this process of recording his or her name. After we were done there, we drove off and took a break in the mountains. Everybody loved the weather and children got the well-deserved break to run around and stretch them.  This was a very nicely built rest area but we discovered that it was an abandoned one and extremely filthy but had priceless views.
The next stop was in Salalah for the early dinner. We found a Mandi place as per majority’s choice and settled in the small family room. All these Arab restaurants have small rooms/cabins for the families in which you sit on the floor. The spread plastic sheets in the middle on which you eat. They wrap up the plastic and throw it away after everyone is done. Everyone was full and happy. Now we had to find a medical store/pharmacy to buy some medicine for me as my throat had really gone from bad to worst during the journey. It took us more then half an hour to find one and now we were heading towards our hotel after buying the medicines.
It was already dark and we were going south of the city and our destination was about 80kms away in a small town of Mirbat at the Marriott Salalah Resort that we had already booked via Internet. Once we reached our hotel we were served with a welcome drink and then were told that one room was not yet ready. It was quite surprising for a five star hotel to provide a room by 10 pm without even an apology from the front desk. The service we experienced at our arrival was not the best and had indicated how we would be treated in the next four nights in our stay. However the hotel property was grand and the poolside was really good with the views of the sea. They claim that their pool is the largest in the whole of Oman. The rooms were also spacious. We settled down first and then as kids insisted going to the pool we headed down and were welcomed by high winds. First we thought not to jump in the water but then had to dip in. It was quite chilly and once we were done we came in freezing due to the cold wind coming from the sea. The temperature remained between 17 and 25 degree Celsius during our whole stay, which was a great welcome for us as we came from 50 degrees.
The night was very comfortable after all. Everyone got up fresh the next morning. We got ready as we were getting impatient to see the mountains and the fog. After getting ready and heavy breakfast we drove towards the Wadi Darbat. This was not far from our place and this wadi snakes through some low altitude moutains. It was lush green with a number of trees showing strange formations. We had a break here and kids climbed the trees, as this has become a trademark activity for them in each trip. Then we headed further up in the mountains but our disappointment was not to find enough fog although it remains overcast. The place was not yet totally green as the rains started late this time around.
We faced a strange event here when we took a short break to discuss where to go next. A police car came and asked us to hand them over our driving license, which we did. We were then asked to follow them to the Police station that was not far from that place. At the PS we were asked if we could speak Arabic for which the answer was obvious as negative. The major at duty was not amused with our answer and told us if “No Arabic then Mukhalifa(ticket)”. This was really an upsetting moment for us that we had not faced in Oman before. There was nobody who could listen to us or tell us why the ticket was given. They asked us to get the car registration for further action. I came out for that but instead of getting the registration I ran to the road to find someone who could act as a translator for us. To my luck the first car I stopped knew English and they agreed to help us out. The reason we found out was strange as we were told that we were blocking a dirt road and that was a traffic violation. However only the major himself was of this opinion and the rest of the staff that tried to convince him also were not in this favor. But he was the boss and they didn’t have much choice there. With our translator’s help we were able to convince the major that this is not the way to treat your guests who are frequent travelers to Oman. He finally took our signature on a warning note that we will not do any traffic violation again and let us go after wasting one hour.

This left bad taste in everyone mouth in the first day of our outing. Everyone was in a bad mood and we had to make an effort to lift the mood and morale finally. The next stop was going to be the Anti Gravity Point. Kids were especially excited about it. I started to stop in each uphill where I thought the Anti Gravity Point should have been and the struggle paid off and we found the right spot that is not far from the sea. The car goes uphill with any accelerator when you put that into Neutral. We did it time and again to make sure that we were at the correct spot and yes that was the point that was stored into our GPS for future usage.

Once we were done here we drove down to the beach side and the other two cars took the kids to the mountains just rising up not too far from there. They wanted to do some hiking and Iman and Hassan wanted to go to the pool as they couldn’t go last night. So we headed back to the hotel for the others to join us later. We changed and had a nice swim in the water. The wind was still cold and intense so the best way was to remain in the water that we did until we remain at the pool. It was really refreshing and we all really enjoyed it.

For the dinner we planned to buy fresh fish from the dock and then cook it at a seaside café owned by a Bengali. We had already spoken to him about it. He had a very clean little restaurant with great views of the Arabian Sea. The fish was bought as fresh as it could be and then the Bengali was told to make Shorba out of one, fry the other one and make BBQ from the third type. It was a big dinner planned and all the arrangements were accordingly. Night fell and the restaurant looked like a fairytale place with long tables in the veranda and our whole family siting around it. The dinner was served and without any doubt this was one of the best meals we had. All types of fish were excellent and made to perfection. We sat there for long and finished with tea at the end. We drove back to the hotel and the kids had a session of hide and seek before going to sleep.

We had a relaxed start for the day. Sohail and myself had a long walk on the beach and we explored the area before everyone was up and ready. We had arranged breakfast at the Café and surely that was awesome. After the sumptuous breakfast we left for Salalah as we had planned to visit the Tombs of Prophet Omran and Prophet Ayub, drove through the foggy mountains, visit Mughsail and the blow whole on the Arabian Sea. First we visited the Tomb of Prophet Omran that is some 20 kms from Salalah into the mountains. The mountains were extremely foggy and the visibility was not more then a few meters hence the drive was very slow. This was a very enjoyable ride up in the mountains and everyone enjoyed every bit of it. I being the lead driver had hard time finding my way in the dense fog. The weather remained extremely pleasant and this was a wonderful change for Dubai people. This tomb has so many trees around it; many were with hanging fruits and with so many birds chirping around. The birds were of various colors and we spent quite some time here to enjoy the nice foggy weather and the beautiful nature. 

It was time to go down to the plains and to drive towards Mughsail. Though on the way down from the mountains we took another stop and had a walk through the fog and slushy place. The next stop was the blowholes at Mughsail. There are a number holes on the hanging caves over the sea through which the water is pushed through the waves and they create a fountain environment. They go high as few meters and created amazing scenes. We stayed there for over an hour before returning back to the city for a well-deserved KFC.

After the late lunch everyone was again ready for more fun, therefore we drove to the fruit market surrounded by orchards of coconut and banana trees to have fresh coconut juice. After seeing the sugarcane we couldn't stop ourselves from getting some for the way. It was already evening when we left Salalah and reached back our hotel well into the dark. The day was still not over as the kids wanted to go to the pool for a dip in a very windy conditions. After the pool and long session of chit chat the day was called off.

This was our last day at the hotel and we were to check-out the next early morning. We decided to have a relaxed day by staying the area after the breakfast, enjoy the pool, drive on the beach and fly kites. It turned out to be the right decision as everyone loved the relaxed day and we got to explore the local area as well. We drove on the beach to see the area and the ruins there, ran after the seagulls, clicked a lot of pictures. The scenery was awesome and most of it was untouched as we didn’t see too many tourists there as it was away from the city. We relaxed and swam for hours in the beautifully situated pool.

Then we took out the kites and the colorful kites were flying in the sky in no time. The wind was perfect for this activity. All the kids participated in this fun. When our kites flew, a few other people joined us with their kites, on the beach. This was fun and a quite relaxing time. In a short time we had kites of different designs in the sky.

At night we went to the harbor to buy fresh fish. This fish was the freshest catch and ended up in our tummies after being cooked there and then at the café overlooking the ocean. It was a very delicious meal indeed. The environment was amazing, the sea was rough and noisy and so were our kids. Fresh roti (bread) was prepared by our Bangali friend and we chose to cook the fish ourselves this night. The food was served close to 9pm when everyone was really hungry. We ate the delicious delicacies with extreme interest and that was really finger licking. A round of tea followed the dinner and then we drove back to the hotel.
Once we were back and took some rest, we loaded up our trucks for the early morning drive back home. It was going to be again a long drive of 1400 kms in a stretch.


We started our drive a little late as compared to what we used to do, just to have a relaxed start. A couple of years back when we drove back from Salalah we started at 4am and that turned out to be a bad idea. It was because we were all sleepy on the way and driving became a nightmare. We drove back home with great difficulty finally. This time we chose to have a good night sleep before the drive and that exactly what we did and that helped us drive back comfortably. Once we passed the Salalah Mountains the rugged endless road started and this became a very tiring drive. For some time the drive remained uneventful but after a couple of hundred kilometers I experienced a tire burst. This was the back tire on the passenger side. For a second it seemed that the car is just going to go out of control but eventually I was able to take control. We were lucky to avoid any accident cause this road a single lane two-way traffic road with a small shoulder. On top of that the road is bit elevated and if you come down on the dirt from the road on a high speed there was a big chance of playing rolly polly. Anyhow all was well for us as we safely stopped on the little shoulder. Upon inspection we found out that the new tire just give in and was totally ripped.

It was changed with the spare tire that had never been used before and although it was a new tire but I had my reservation about it. For the same reason we drove at a lower speeds all the way to home adding a few extra hours to our drive, but better safe than sorry.

We took a few breaks on the way for refueling the cars as well as ourselves. The highlight was the Mandi diner at Ibri. We reached the Al Ain border once it was dark. We made it home safe and sound after midnight to finish yet another amazing journey.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Zigi Beach and East Coast

Travel Month:

April 2010


Oman and UAE


 Zigi Beach, Wadi Khab Al Shamis, Dibba, Dibba Al Hisn, Dibba Al Fujairah, Fujairah, Khor Fakhan, Kalba, Wadi Warrayha


Wadi and Sea

Total Distance Covered:


Total Days


We had an exploration trip of the east coast of UAE that was long over due. In these four days we explored quite a few areas. Usually anybody going to the east coast takes a loop driving trip covering Kalba, Fujeirah, Khor Fakhan, Dibba and Dabba, however we in addition to this loop explored a few wadis and hiked up to reach Zigi Beach. Zigi beach is a small hide away and one has to climb a mountain trek to reach there. The public access to this beach has been closed since the opening of Six Senses resort a couple of years back. Due to this reason we planned a boys trip to hike to the beach, spend the night and then come back the next day.

We including myself, my brother Sohail, my son Sajeel and my nephews Rohail, Raheel and Fazeel left a day earlier than our families to explore and complete the Zigi Beach adventure and they joined us a day later at the hotel.

We left in the morning and reached Dibba in time to catch the Friday prayer. After the prayer we explored a few hotels and drove on the shore to see the areas that we never saw before. The east coast must have been a wonderful place but due to excessive construction on the whole of coast most of the areas have become filthy trucks. We were not at all impressed with it. Interestingly we found out that there are a number of Sheikhs houses (big farm like places) right on the sea and they have planted a number of fruits on the sea side which are usually not grown on the shores. It was amazing to see mangoes being grown there. We also used those small paths behind these big villas to reach closer to the sea and these streets were very dirty and not maintained at all.

Another interested thing we found out was the distribution of the city named Dibba. It has three parts, one is Dibba Fujeirah that falls in the Emirate of Fujeirah, second part is Dibba Al Hisn that falls in the Emirate of Sharjah and the thrid one is Dabba which falls in Sultanate of Oman. Despite three names they remain one city with adjacent parts, surprising these all look different due to the maintenance level and construction done in each one of them.

Here we had lunch with a nice biryani and moved further towards Wadi Bih and Wadi Khab Al Shamis. Not to forget we got our dinner in doggy bags as we planned to sleep at the Zigi.

The paved road ended and the dirt track started for the next few kilometers. We stopped at the barrier setup by the Six Senses Resort to block any traffic going up the mountains to reach Zigi. We packed our small back packs and started our hike just before the evening. There are two tracks going to Zigi, one is old and the broken one and the other is the new and maintained one. We took the old one as the distance is less through this one, about 6 kms to be precise. Our decision for taking the shortest route didnt turn out to be be best as the track was totally broken that really took toll from our lazy and unexercised bodies.We thought going up would be difficult and the remaining would be easier which turned out to be even harder due to its steepness and no maintenance. We made it to the beach after the sunset and we headed straight to the Masjid to freshen up and to say our prayer.

It was dark already and we couldnt see much on the beach side, the sound of water hitting the shore was heard from very close though. We were right on the beach and there were about 21 houses being built right there. The local people seem to have given up their main trade i.e. fishing as we could make it from their broken boats etc. It all looked like due to the prosperity the resort had brought there. This place is like a hidden beach from the world as there are mountains between the beach and the main track. Therefore it is secluded and was picked up as a spot for Six Senses resort.

We picked up a spot on the beach for the night but then came back closer to the Masjid for diner. We opened up the biryani we took with us and everyone ate in the dim light coming from a light pole not too far from where we were sitting. A couple of cats just appeared from somewhere and had a treat from us in the shape of bones and leftover chicken. Once we were done with our food we came back to the beach and everyone spread their sleeping bags to take some rest. The weather suddenly became hot and we kept getting breeze with mixed temperatures but it was more inclined towards warmer air. The boys listened to some music before sleeping and we enjoyed a bit of the beach as well. There was moon out in the sky and that made the place romantic. However this romantic feeling didnt last for long cause we noticed too many bugs started to bug us and made our life miserable for the rest of the night. I was bitten more than anyone else and am still recovering from those bites.

The night got passed somehow and we got up early morning, we didnt sleep most of the night anyways. The weather condition was telling us that the day is going to be a real hot one, so we decided to quickly wrap up our sleeping bags and start our walk back to the other side of the mountains where our car was parked. The beach really did not look cool to us and we left this place even without having a dip. The walk became difficult in no time due to sun already looking into our eyes. We made slow progress but this time through the track with an intention of getting a lift if need be. We were not too far from the top when we saw an open truck approaching us, the driver gave us lift without any reluctance. This made our hike back easier and with in no time we were standing next to our car.

We drove back to Dibba and crossed into UAE . We had a hearty meal on the way to Kalba near Fujeirah and joined our families in Kalba where we had booked a hotel for the next few days.

We spent next few days by visiting Fujeirah, Khor Fakhan, Kalba, and other smaller towns on the East Coast. We saw fishing done in its traditional manner and also got fish as a gift from the local fisherman. The highlight of the trip was our cooking as we cooked a number of things and had a lot of fun and relaxed ourselves. We also visited Wadi Warayha and saw a nice waterfall there. But the place has become so filthy due to irresponsible behavior by the visitors and lack of municipality interest. There is a lot of trash in this area although this area has been declared protected area by the state. We drove in the wadi bed for a few kilometers to reach the falls and later discovered that there is a road that ends not far from the falls if someone wants to visit this place by a saloon car. Indeed there will be a bit of walk to reach the falls after parking your vehicle.

Wadi Warrayha despite being  declared as a protected area is not really respected by the visitors and they keep throwing their garbage out there. The walls next to the falls are all painted with spray paint with visitors names and the dates. I would not visit the falls again rather will hike further to reach a couple of pools which are not visited by many. Though the drive was exciting on the rocky wadi bed, and we had to drive on a very slow pace to avoid any damage to the vehicles. On the way back we stopped at the famous Mandi place in Khor Fakhan to have dinner before setting off for home.

Over all it was a relaxing trip except the first day. We reached home around 9ish to have a long night sleep. Until next time.....

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Marshalling - Abu Dhabi Desert Challenge 2010

Abu Dhabi Desert Challenge:
This is an international race that takes place in the UAE. This year it took place in the Empty Quarter (Rab Al Khali) in the state of Abu Dhabi. Here is the website for further information.


We manned a checkpost in this race through which all the participants including bikes, trucks, 4x4s had to pass while on the track. It was a life time experience interacting with all these awesome drivers and lovers of the motor sport

Area: Liwa also called as Rab Al Khali or The Empty Quarter

Distance Covered: 1200 km

Offroad : 100

In our Vehicle: Just myself

Vehicle used: Nissan Patrol

When: March 2010

Short Story:

I started off in the afternoon for a 450 km of tarmac drive. Until Abu Dhabi the road is excellent and after that it is a single road leading to one of the remote areas of the country. One would wonder that after covering this distance into the Empty Quarter one would be in the desert with no one in sight, however there are small villages dotted all along the road and a lot of development can be seen. I'm especially impressed by the amount of greenery planted close to the town of Mezaira.

We passed through the famous car museum owned by the more famous Rainbow Sheikh. This has a big house on wheels and giant Mercedes on 5 ft tall tires and some other amazing items. However in my third try I have not been able to see it from inside as it was closed. It seems that they tried to make a resort next to the museum but that never took off and is in shambles these days. However there are a couple of big cages filled with lots of bird species in them. A good stop over to Liwa with a small filling station selling petrol at much higher price than on the road, so I wont recommend filling your tank from here. The next petrol station is about 130 kms ahead at Hamaim. The desert really takes shape at Hamaim and from there on the dunes are massive like small hills/mountains growing out of the soil and showing the majesty. We reached Hamaim at the sun set and took a short break. From there the road climbs up and down until you reach Mezaira, that was our destination to meet up the team already deployed.

We called them and a meeting point was agreed, as soon as they reach we started our journey to the Moreb Camp where we were staying for the night. This was about 28 kms but the road goes through some very high dunes and the road at night was just like driving in the mountains as we could not see much otherwise due to dark. After reaching the camp we filled up our fuel tanks from the temporary filly stations setup by ADNOC. The camp was just under the steep slopes of Moreb where there are climbing competitions every year. All the locals with the highly modified vehicles compete in a famous competition every year. The participants, the support teams, the marshals were are staying at this site. It was amazing and thrilling to see all the drivers and their teams working on their respective vehicles/bikes for the next leg of the race. The next day was the last day of the race with 4 stages in it. It was a long day for the competitors.

We sat out on the chairs until late night after having a pathetic diner served in the dining area. Our snacks were better than the food honestly. We were supposed to be reaching our post by 8pm so we dismissed before mid night to get up early in the morning. We were provided with a Arabian camp to sleep in, that we setup with our bedding and slept for few ours.

Early morning way before the sun would rise we were taking shower and were ready in no time. Our post was about 22 kms from the road, therefore there was bit of offroad before we would reach and setup our post. And today our post was the first one so the bikes will be reaching us in no time. We drove for about 100 km to reach Ghost Town with abundant houses and broken patrol pump. This was the point from where we deflated our tires to enter the desert. It was a good ride and we made it to our post right in time. The post was setup and we were ready to receive the competitors. And here they by one...all of them passed by 12pm. A media heli landed just next to us so we got great opportunity to click snaps of heli with a desert back ground.

Once all the participants passed our stage and we got a go ahead from the head quarter we drove off to Moreb Camp but through the desert. It was a great drive, 4 cars following each other on these majestic mountains of sand. We made it to the camp with a few stucks on the way. It was really hot by then. We freshened up and everyone decided to leave for Dubai rather than staying the approaching hot night in the camp.

It was a wonderful experience of driving in Liwa yet another time and Marshaling in an international event.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Jeep Jamboree 2010

Travel Month:
March 2010




Northern Emirates


Desert and Track Drive Rally

Total Distance Covered:


Total Days



Saturday, February 13, 2010

Desert Outing

A full day fun-filled desert outing.

First half of the day we did some good desert driving in Area 53 opposite The Big Red on Hatta road. It was a nice drive with a new group of people. We came out of desert and hardly made it for Jumma prayer.

Then we loaded up our quad bikes and invited extended family as well to have a BBQ at the Falls close to the Saddle Point area. We stayed there till night and had an excellent bbq of chicken pieces and salmon. Kids enjoyed riding their bikes and before leaving we switched off the lanterns to enjoy the sky with countless stars. As we were away from the city and the sky was clear, we got to see the sky that we never see when we are in the city.