We left Dakhla, Western Sahara, and headed south down the desert highway into Mauritania. By now the continual buffeting from strong winds and penetrating sand was getting to us, and we began to yearn for some greenery.
On the way we met lots of puppies.
The steeds looking resplendent as we left Dakhla.
A brief windy stopoff and some awkward posing for a selfie at the Tropic of Cancer!
Petrol station pups – how many can snuggle in a bucket?
Oh just one more…
Lichen on gemstones yo
Domestic bliss.
We found paradise in Mauritania. Also home of the largest and tastiest grilled fish of the trip so far.
Nothing like (another) sleepy puppy for some good R&R
Naww
Diawling National Park, Mauritania. The bumpy track made for slow progress, but with just 40km to the Senegal border where we planned to spend the night and an incredible array of wetland birds, we were happy to dawdle.
Warthog!
Senegal coucal
Yellow-crowned gonolek
Lunch, more puppy love…
The piste to Senegal
Border puppies at Diama…
and just one more to sign off…
More amazing pictures! How could you resist the pups? How many did you stuff into your rucksacks? Dear little things. Hope though that you thought twice about getting a pet warthog! Sinister fellow!
Congrats, Alice, on the forthcoming publication… feather in your cap – well done. I think you could also get someone interested in publishing the photos and comments that you have gathered on the blog – they would make a fantastic book.
Think Geoff has said how cold it is here – I think he wishes he was in the warm with you guys – sooooo much geography for him to look at!
Continue to take care. I will check Allyson’s email for you. Jane has sent you ours…
love and xxxxxx Jude
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