This was a day of so much magic that I am not going to give it a number or a date.

Woke at dawn, all quiet, sun just about to bounce above the horizon, and take myself to the top of the highest dune in sight of camp. Salute the sun with the world at my feet

This entry is part 7 of 9 in the series FWC Egypt Camp 2014

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Was going to skip the morning routine writeup but as we were waiting for breakfast they let the horses out of the nearby stables to run around their paddock. Brown and white Arabian horses galloped and frisked in front of us as we ruefully remembered our pathetic attempts at (well I did – perhaps the others were making more favourable comparisons with their inner stallions).

This entry is part 6 of 9 in the series FWC Egypt Camp 2014

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