It definitely felt as if we were nearing the southern end of the Wahiba Sands today. The desert carries on for another 60km or so but the landscape around us certainly seemed to be flattening out a lot. The large north-south orientated dunes that are a kilometer wide with deep valleys running between them had all blurred into one and we were seeing less of the beautiful arch-backed ridges of perfect golden sand that had been such a feature when we started.
There seem to be less camels too - not that we are short of wildlife. We may not SEE many living things but the sand is covered in tracks every morning revealing all the activity that we miss at night. Tracks of all sizes from tiny beetles to double-toed camels trail through the campsite. It's easy to spot the ones that got eaten by a bird whose tracks stop in a flurry of marks and the ones that got away whose footprints disappear over the nearest dune. We even saw an owl today - who knew there were owls in the desert!
Every evening we had planned to have a campfire under the stars but so far, each night the wind had been too strong, or we had simply not been able to find any wood. There are no trees here, but we had seen wood from dead bushes occasionally - but much of it had rotten to little more than dust or had been burnt (presumably by the sun and the heat?).
However, tonight was the night! We managed to collect enough dead wood together to make a modest campfire - despite the wind. Lamees sang a song in Arabic, Ida played the harmonica and we all gazed upward at the stars...