One of the regular but fabulous camel crossings :

Anyway, 'like mad dogs and Englismen' we headed into the midday sun (well me and the two boys - girls ducked out, wisely!). After two hours driving to the meeting point and then a further four hours, in 48 deg C heat, we finally reached the camp site. Our group of six gas guzzling 4x4's must have got stuck at least 15 times (I added
Crested and needing recovery for the third time!
Well after a quick few ice cool pints we set up our new tent got the fires going and as the sun set we started the awards. Since this was the 'final' (there are even really mad folk who dune bash through the summer) trip of the year, awards, including the Golden Spade (worst stuck, thus plenty of shovelling) plus upgrades were handed out.
My upgrade...after a few cool pints!
We ended up in our open tent (still 35 deg C), under the stars with the smells of camp fires and boerewors still lingering. A worth while trip after all.
Camp site - can just see the top of our tent behind third vehicle

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