Dubai Saturday 31 December 2022
Passed a lazy morning packing and organizing, and re-thinking our plans because of the weather - a very strong wind blowing this morning making the desert unattractive. However, by early afternoon it had settled, so we decided to go anyway, but to keep flex about the idea of sleeping out. Seat Son said he has done that in the wind before and it was a big mistake, with fine feche feche getting into everything ypu own, plus eyes, eybrows, hair, ears, mouth etc. Doesn't sound fun.
We loaded up with a full set of recovery gear (bog boards, snatch ropes, shovel, tyre deflator, compressor, tool kit etc) and drove for about 45 mins to the very outskirts of Dubai, and there began the desert. We traveled as a 2 car caravn with the GF's family. Prepared the two x Paj by letting down the tyres to sand pressure (16 psi) and away we went. It felt weird to be driven by Seat Son as in his youth our family had spent many a holiday 4WDing in the outback, the mountains and on Fraser Isalnd (K'gari), so it was kind of the circle of life and the passing of the baton to the next generation. Anyway, he did a great job and we had lots of fun dune bashing, with the CBD skyscapers receding into the distance.
As we drove about, we noticed 2 SWB 4WDs perched on the op of a dune, and thought it was a great place to take in the view. But adfter a few more circuits, we ended up in the same area and noticed they were still there. I asked Seat Son if they might be in trouble, but he said unlikely as they had made no effort to flag us down, they were Arabs, and they had 2 cars. So we bashed a few more dunes, and the shadows lengthened, with dusk not far off. Time to make camp. We noticed the cars were still in the exact same spot and that they seemed to be spinning their wheels and throwing up rooster tails of sand everywhere. Following the law of the desert, we decided to check if they were OK. They seemed very calm and nonchalant as we approached, but when we asked if they needed any help, they could not accept fast enough. Turns out they were totally bogged bottomed out on the top of the dune. They had not let down their tyres. Did not have any recovery gear and were not really sure what they were going to do if we did not stop
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The boys quickly set about restoring order! Deflated their tyres and had a go at just driving it out - no luck. So connected up the snatch rope and gave them a shovel and suggested that they dig it out a bit - so they immediately started to dig out the tyre side walls
. Seat Son drove his Paj, Mr Seat 0A drove the ogged one and I took photos and videos and can confirm it took only 9 seconds for Seat Son to pull them out on the snatch rope! They had a lucky escape as they would have been totally stuffed without our help
Dusk was really falling now, so we had to hustle to find a suitable camp site, which we soon enough did, and then our planning and prep came to the fore. Plenty of wood, matches and firestarters; suitable chairs and tables and blankets; warm clothing; plenty to eat and drink - Boerwurst in buns with chuckalucka, fire roasted corn cobs and potatoes, chips, dips and veg and some very nice red wine. All accompanied by the most spectacular sunset.
Decided to skip the camp out and headed back into town around 11pm, via a service station to pump up the tyres. After waiting more than 30 mins and getting no closer to the compressor, Seat Son decided to give his Christmas present compressor a go - and what a champion it was - the Thumper got it done in 3 minutes per tyre. Seat Son was very impressed with Mr Seat 0A's research! when we arrived home just around midnight, it was time for a shower and wash of hair to remove the feche feche and campfire smell. A really fantastic experience.
Goodbye 2022.