In the afternoon we were finally able to ride our motorcycles into the dunes. First we drove through seemingly endless steppes. Again and again we passed through small villages that seemed to have fallen out of time. After some time, the chain of dunes, which we really wanted to climb, could be seen on the horizon.
Arriving in front of the dunes, I took a run-up and tried my hand at riding the dunes. At first everything seemed to work out so far. About halfway up the dune chain my bike lost speed and despite shifting down and accelerating I realized it was too late. It wasn’t long before my bike wasn’t moving forward at all – I was stuck. So it was digging, digging and digging. Isidoro from Fuel came to my rescue and dug my bike free for good. I returned to the support vehicle and met Otis on the way, who had destroyed his clutch. Together we hitched his bike to the support vehicle and headed for the hotel.
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