Winter Wonderland
The festive holiday period just around the corner, our convoy gathered at 2nd December Cafeteria to begin our winter wonderland drive over the dunes of Nazwa. Continue Reading
The festive holiday period just around the corner, our convoy gathered at 2nd December Cafeteria to begin our winter wonderland drive over the dunes of Nazwa. Continue Reading
A chilly pre-dawn morning in Badayer necessitated deflating under the light of head torches and wearing a few extra layers from the winter wardrobe.
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A full convoy gathered at our meeting point in Al Madam as the sun came up on the 52nd UAE National Day.
Heavy rainfall across the country from Friday morning had left the sand heavy for our drive in Nazwa this morning but that certainly didn’t dampen the spirits.
As dawn crept up on us, there was that mix of excitement and impatience among our crew. You could feel the buzz even before the sun peeked over the horizon. With the first splash of sunlight, we kicked off, ready to tackle the dunes.
A strong contingent of Fellas and Felicitas gathered at our meeting point as the first rays of sun illuminated Pink Rock.
It was a great morning in the desert, with the early signs of a colder season showing. All fellas and felicitas arrived at the meeting point before dawn to get ready for the upcoming adventure. The recent rain promised to make it an interesting drive.
Badayer’s fog shrouded dunes greeted us as we set out for what would be a fun filled drive for our compact but experienced convoy this morning. By the time we had finished warming up, the fog had lifted, revealing our path towards Gravity Bowl and beyond.
The off-roading community was out in full force this morning as we gathered at a popular meeting point in Badayer – the sound of tyres being deflated providing the soundtrack for the day’s safety briefing. Not to be outdone, our Desert Fellas convoy was at the front of the pack.
The adventure kicked off amid the bustling Badayer shops of Sharjah. You could feel the electric buzz in the air as we set sights on the horizon’s crest. It wasn’t long before our tires met the dunes, carving golden arcs in our wake.
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