Having found a nice little spot to spend the night, on a sandy spit, east of Al Khor, stretching out into the Arabian Gulf, I parked Grey Legs and spread out my towel. I changed out of my cycling clothes and hung them out to dry on the handle bars. The spit was raised out... Continue Reading →
A night under the stars With Eid AlAdha approaching and the weather cooling to a mere 40 degrees, what better time to plan another micro-adventure and this time to do something I've been dying to do for a long time - sleep in the desert under the stars. After little sleep and an aching back,... Continue Reading →
After spending some time at the races, we jumped into the car and followed behind Mohammed Islam in his pick-up, as he headed towards his stables. It really is an entire Camel city in the middle of the desert. Row after row, block after block, dusty alley after dusty alley of stables for the camels,... Continue Reading →
I've made no secret of the fact that I adore camels. They're full of character, have the cutest faces with big eyes, long eye lashes and full lips which curl and flap into the funniest shapes or simply hang in gormless contemplation. Buts its not this that really attracts me - its their nature -... Continue Reading →
I'd arrived in Petra after two nights of no sleep - one on a flight from the UK and another in a freezing cold seedy hostel in old Amman - and a five and a half hour bus journey, two hours of which were spent standing on the side of the Kings Highway waiting for... Continue Reading →
Tonight I am in Jordan, sitting in The Seven Wonders Bedouin Camp with bedu boys around a camp fire, drinking sweet tea, talking a little arabic and feeling right at home! Its my last night in Petra after spending a few days in Jordan on my way back to Doha from the UK and yet... Continue Reading →
This is the story of my epic ride to Qatar's Singing Sand Dune...... After completing the Qatar Century Ride last December, cycling a gruelling 100km in one stretch, I felt I had proved my stripes in the saddle and decided to plan my own solo two wheeled micro adventure. Colleagues at work had mentioned the... Continue Reading →
When I first came to Qatar, one of the things I missed the most was cycling. For several years, I'd been a committed commuter cyclist in London. I'd grown to love the daily dodge and weave through the London traffic, going into battle with taxis, buses and delivery drivers, all vying for position at traffic... Continue Reading →
As the taxi drives us from the airport, I can see that every woman is dressed in the abaya and full veil….. I ask Yazid if I need to buy a veil. He reassures me it will be fine. There are areas where I will need to be careful but in busy places such as... Continue Reading →
At the end of April, having been in Qatar for more than a year, I decided that I needed to step up the adventure and experience quotient and look further afield for a bit of excitement. Where did I choose? Ever since I met my friends in Souq Waqif, here in Doha, and having... Continue Reading →
Adventures of a British Bedu 