We didn’t know we’d be going to the “Most Improbable Village in Oman.” After camping for several nights in Hannibal, the name we gave to the rooftop tent on the Land Cruiser we’d rented, our plan was to drive up to the Sayq Plateau and luxuriate for two nights at the Sahab Hotel (A real […]
“When you see a parade of mules coming, move off the trail,” our guide Brian told our hiking group last spring in the Grand Canyon. “Why do you use mules instead of horses?” someone asked. “Mules can carry a lot more weight for one thing. They’re also more sure-footed than horses. It’s the way they […]
Wild camping—that’s the Omani term for what we call primitive camping, Americans call dispersed camping and New Zealanders call freedom camping. We’d been wild camping in Oman in a Land Cruiser with a Hannibal rooftop tent in the Hajar Mountains, at Jabal Shams and in the Cinnamon Desert. Now we were heading south toward the […]
100 blogposts! “I thought we’d work at it for a year,” Magellan confessed when I asked him how long he initially expected we’d be at it, back when he announced his idea for Latitude65 to me over dinner in November 2014. Hmmm.
Spraying a dab of perfume on myself this morning made me think about camels. “Camels, I like,” said Aubed, our guide in the Empty Quarter of Oman. “I own some with my cousin.” “Why do you like them?” I asked. “Very smart animal. Call their name, they come. Camel milk I like. The meat, too.” […]