We broke camp at 5:30 to start a long day-another 11 hours of dirt tracks. Fifteen minutes on the road found us stuck in a huge muddy puddle. An hour later and with the help of a passing dump truck we were pulled free. Seemed like a good time for breakfast and regrouping.
We hit the tracks again heading even more south. Occasional grassland and grazing animals appeared as the July rains left their mark. In a few month it will all be dry sand and scrub once again. The crocus and wild iris were just beginning to bloom. Wow, not what I expected.
We traveled eight more hours and set up camp. A good dinner and a warmer, drier, and quieter night followed.
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