Another day, another adventure, which certainly proved easier for the media crew as most of journey was on gravel roads so we could travel by car. The team, reunited with their camels, was clearly relieved to get rid of the heavy loads.

The landscape changed dramatically, with lush fields and green trees being replaced by dry, hot and barren terrain as we moved away from the ocean.

On day three, the expedition was due to drop into Wadi Ayoon and walk out of the mountains into the open plains towards Shisr but with all the rain and consequent floods, the wadi wasn’t drivable by car so the media crew had to join on foot. Preparing for the 42km march, a marathon distance, brought back bittersweet memories of my Gobi March back in June.

The wadi was stunning but mostly backlit which made shooting a particular challenge. A few water pools from the recent rain proved too hard to resist and the boys jumped in, eager to cool down. Lunch followed then shortly afterwards and purely by chance, we met Sheikh Khaled who had been following the expedition from the beginning. In the back of his Land Cruiser sat a goat, its fate, as our dinner that evening, remained unknown.

The guys chatted for a while and agreed to meet for dinner and camp at the mouth of the wadi. Alexis, Tim and I took the easy way out, sharing the ride with the goat and giving the guys a little breathing space from the constant shooting.

Wk.