So - riding camels, do you reckon it's easy then? Well we nearly came a cropper a few times, first of all when you get on they are right down on their bellies, then when they get up they don't hang about, back legs first then the front legs. It's like being on one of those 'bucking bronco' things! Also the saddle isn't the most comfortable thing I've sat on either - it was like having your cheeks stretched in opposite directions for a few hours (for those of you with a dark sense of humour - please refrain from commenting regarding the cheek stretching!!!) But it's all worth it because the scenery is amazing.
This is approaching sunset.
All the trees in the desert grow like his with really straight lines at the bottom. For a free cup - can anyone hazard a guess as to why?This is Elvis waiting for the sun to set. I was busy fulfilling a childhood dream - rolling about in tons of sand!
These are the beautiful dunes that stretch for miles as far as the eye can see - in fact, just behind those trees is the Pakistan border, pity we didn't have time to pop over and give all of our loved ones a heart attack!!
A traditional Indian dance - the lighting wasn't that great - one git big halogen lamp!
Sunrise in the desert. This is where we slept, it's the only way to keep cool. You have to wear thick socks to keep the snakes off your feet. This is about 5:45am, I'm up taking pictures and Elvis is just coming out of her coma!
Our trusty steed ready for action.
If you look carefully in this picture you can just make out the sun through the thick sandy atmosphere. This is the remains of a gerte (quick translation for the foreigners - goat!) that came a cropper in the desert!
Thank the Lord I didn't have to sit on the camel going back - we rode a camel cart instead. They must know the Western person's bot can only take a few hours in a saddle (the camel was probably quite chuffed as well).
And this is as far West as we can go in Rajasthan (Pakistan is just a few kilom's away) so now we're heading back to Delhi, then a new Indian destination- but there's one more stop en-route.
Cup of tea answers, but first of all, we were laughing our heads off at all your comments, you're all getting really quite good at this! Ann (Mam Elves) Well Done! It is indeed the Royal Enfield motorbike that's still made here in India. For a quick translation to my Brother's (Un Big One) comment - a 'wogger' is a wash house, where I kept my Yamaha 250 for years, cousin Steven then took it to restore and it kind of didn't quite get done! Didge - you got it right too (Royal Enfield), but you have to be first to win the tea!
18 comments:
IM FIRST
I believe you may have been caught out with this before. It only works if you have a name, Mr or Mrs Anonymous. If you don't believe me, check out the official Blog rules, page 6, paragragh 4, item 2b.
Hey there,
you are in India and i am waiting for an indian (take away that is)
chomping camels responsible for straight trees, hey hope i am not upsetting other bloggers by joining in the quizzes at this late stage
Junexxxx
Only if you get the question right! My suggestion to the question was going to be either:
a) very thorough and hungry camels
b) very thorough and paid-by-the-branch gardeners
c) this tree is a complete freak of nature and the only one like it in the whole desert, and K&S are having us on
Wow! Fab picture of you on the camel Mrs H, most marvellous! You're like a proper traveller n that now!!!
Keith said the the trees 'grow like this in the desert' so I am thinking is it something to do with the sand? Or maybe its english translation is 'Plant of Perfect Paul' and has a built in spirit-level? Or maybe its a trick question and camels eating it is the answer?
Ow
Don't complain about getting your but cheeks stretched. People pay good money for that kind of thing in far less beautiful surroundings.
Just think of how much more tea you can smuggle home now to pay off all your quizes (or has that just put everyone off claiming their prize?!!!). Paul I think you've won the most and should be first up for your cuppa!
Paula
Well, I'm awfully late chipping in seeing as our Keith now puts blog entries in at a time when it suits the Brits but not the Yanks. It's all right, one has to do what one has to do to handicap the frontrunner! (where's my outsourcer I wonder? She never sleeps and could be sitting at the ready during the night when these blogs come in!).
The tree question is a good one, I must admit. I have to lean with Shirley, iisn't it a bit misleading when you say that it actually grows that way?
Loved our Poll's comment about the benefit of extended cheeks for stashing contraband!
Preciate the translation of our boy's comments.
To mimic June's comment, you're in India and the Lord Farquar is cooking your Indian recipe that you gave him. Probably not as good as where you are, but on the other hand, minus the parasites. How come you never mention or have shown pictures of what you've been eating?
One last thing, how come Suzanne will sleep among the snakes, but when we saw a snake in Maine, she wouldn't come within a 100 yeards of it? There aren't any giant moths there are there?
yes i remember that feelin..with the camel's i was slightly younger an in eygpt..so..never felt the inpact so much...but they r very scary...spesh if they spit at you...j
this tree question has the outsourcer stumped. I've been working on it all day. I was on earlier and have been trying to resist commenting once again about anonymous blogging in with nothing more to say than IM FIRST!!!thanks Paul for pointing the rules out to this anonymous!! Oh, paula thanks for putting that vision of your brother smuggling tea home in his extended cheeks , makes me glad that I can't find the answer to the tree question.The Outsourcer.
So you wear big socks to protect your feet.....what protects your biscuit?
Dinnit use the biscuit word, you'll set her off on a cake mission!
Paula
oohh youngin are ya garn soft or what,i did the camel riding ages ago i found it very helpfull when i got my unexpected colon irragation when water skiing at our jens when showing off does that qualify for a cuppa,tell ya what and they rekon people pay for it quote ya mam fond sods
une bigg one
Une big one....Recalling that memory brought a smile to my face indeed! I'll never forget the look on your face as we pulled you from the water...you weren't sure whether you enjoyed it or not, am I right? All I know is, you sat very quiet for many hours after!
By the way Paul, re-reading our Paula's comment on this blog entry, I'm handing over the cup of tea prize to you seeing as where you have to go to claim it!
it's not the gerts that make those trees like that is it??
schmen xx
Une Big One loved it and dinnit let him tell you differently. It was me in the water beside him that wasn't ower chuffed to hear he'd just had his insides flushed! Nee the wonder I've got an obsession with filthy germs!!
paula
hi ,all the pictures are so nice.
Hello , Keith and Suzanne . I am student of Gayle's class( strawberry ) i was so enjoyable when i saw the the pictures that you have posted in the website. All of them so nice .
hello strawberry,l think you did really well to write your comments on the blog good luck to you .love ann,(suzannes mam.
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