RUST magazine: RUST#37

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DESERT
Sat in the middle of a desert wilderness just two
weeks ago – awaiting the support crew with a new
tyre for a colleague’s stricken GS (gotta slow for
those rocks, eh?) – was a wonderful time. Under a
clear blue sky and with a temperature over 30º, I
was reclining in the one bit of shade I could find,
under my own GS.
There was the enormity of the desert all around
me, not entirely barren, but sparse. Landscape
that humbles you, makes you aware of your food
and water supplies – and distance from any kind
of help (a sat phone, GPS and support crew being
very helpful at times like this).
Then there was the wind. The desert wind – here
at least – is unique as it blows from all directions
all the time, switching as if on a whim, second by
second. Sometimes it whips up a dust devil, just
for fun it seems. And then in the next moment
it disappears completely. Then you get silence.
Profound silence.
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