We woke up in the desert and along with the two guys from London who had joined us on this trip I went to the top of the hills to see the sun rise over the Thar.
On top of the world. Yeah okay, bad hair - but I had just gotten up.
View of the camp (using 12x zoom) from the top of the biggest dune. As you can see we were staying under very modest conditions. The cluster of stuff in the left side of the picture was mine and Susanna's "night fortress".
Our two new friends running down the dunes. As you can see they are quite huge (although I have seen much bigger in Morocco).
James running down along a sandy ridge.
On the descent amongst hills and canyons made of sand. I just love the unspoiled patterns in the sand.
A dung beetle after working the entire night has found a good piece of dung, rolled into a ball and is now trying to get it back to it's cave.
Dung beetle footsteps on the top of the dune.
After finally leaving the dunes we rode our camels for another few hours to the village where we were picked up by car. These are some of the desert village kids.