When it was time to push on south, Abdullah asked for a ride to the town at the south of the piste where it hits the main asphalt road, called Tamanart.

This was no problem of course and we were soon on the way with Abdullah smiling in the passengers seat, and we picked his mate up after a few km's.

It's a long 30km walk along the dry riverbed so it's not surprising that Abdullah is a bit of a bean pole and drinks enough sugary tea to make any coca cola addict raise his eye brow.

The end of the piste is extremely stunning, and it was rounded off by plenty of tea with Abdullah's mates in their small store/shop inside the market area in Tamanart. A good time was had by all.