Life is too short not to climb sand dunes at the end of a hard day’s work….
The north coast of Socotra is beset for months of the year by fearsome monsoon winds, which hammer at the land relentlessly and turn the sea to a frothing, foaming maelstrom. One of the most dramatic results of this is the phenomenon of the huge white sand dunes that form on the north-facing flanks of the mountains. We first saw one of these dunes by the harbour where we arrived (at night, we initially couldn’t tell if it was sand or fog) and towards the east of the island, Martin and I found more that sprawl along the shoreline. As evening approached, and we headed back to Hadibo to meet the rest of the team, we stopped to take a closer look. What could be closer, I thought, than climbing one? 250 vertical metres later, this was the result. The views, especially in the golden light of evening, were worth every sweaty, stumbling step…but my goodness, there were a lot of sweaty, stumbling steps!
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