The last few days riding from Dongola to Khartoum have been
a real experience in changeable weather. On our first day, cycling 140km, the
temperatures peaked at 42°C, melting something within our SLR camera, which has
decided it is no longer for this world. In fact, the temperature in that part
of Sudan was so hot, we stayed in a camp we named ‘Dead Camel Camp’, as every
50m there was a camel carcass in the sand.
The morbid 'Dead Camel Camp' |
The following day, 143km, the wind started to pick up providing
an increasing tailwind which we were grateful for. However, once we reached
camp, it was gusting 50-60km/h and seemingly bringing half the Sahara desert
with it. We soon found ourselves in what the locals call a ‘haboob’, or
sandstorm, with no visibility and sand finding its way into every orifice. We
hoped it would die down but it only got worse; for dinner we had a small
helping of rice with our sand. Trying to erect our tent in that weather was
also a major test in physical and mental power – the Crystal Maze would have
been proud.
The following morning, the Haboob still had not cleared so
we set off on our bikes (149km), which by now were so full of sand they were
incapable of changing gear, with about 20m of visibility and a healthy wind,
sometimes behind, sometimes across us. It was bizarre cycling in this weather –
as we cycled and matched the wind speed, everything became eerily quiet, like
after a heavy snowfall, with streams of sand whisping across the tarmac. It was
quite becalming and we averaged over 40km/h at the same time!
By the afternoon, it began to clear, and by camp the
temperature was in the low 30s, we were no longer being exfoliated as we sat in
our chairs, and it was absolutely lovely. Overnight, the temperature plummeted
and when we woke the next morning, everyone was digging out the thermals,
jumpers and jackets; quite a contrast. Now in Khartoum, it is a very pleasant
30°C, and we are enjoying a nice day off, out of the desert. Six more riding
days to Ethiopia, where the desert ends and the mountain ranges begin!
wowzer. you must be looking forward to those mountains! oh, hang on...
ReplyDeleteRob x
p.s. Ali, you'll be happy to know that I've signed your Boardman up for a 175km sportive around the Dales. So it's getting some good use, and I'm treating it with the utmost respect to be sure. Keep up the blogging, it's marvellous.