Without diving on the agenda for last weekend, Brian and I decided to do some trekking around Oman on Thursday. We found a description of a nice wadi that was only 80 km from Muscat and we planned to hike around, take some photos, and maybe go for a swim. This sounded lovely to me – I was in dire need of some fresh air and exercise. However, since we never actually got to the wadi, I could not take pictures of it. Hence, an illustration from our friend google is provided below.
But, back to the beginning. We selected a wadi as our destination, donned our REI hiking clothes, slathered on some sunscreen, packed a small cooler of beverages, and hit the road. We followed the directions to the wadi exactly and ended up here:
Note, not only the distinct lack of water and plams, but also a road. This is not all that surprising in Oman and we go off-road for awhile hoping to find something, but alas, it is not meant to be. We return to the closest little village and ask for directions, which we follow, but still cannot locate this elusive wadi. At this point, I am starting to get a little cranky. It’s hot and we have been driving around for almost four hours. Finally, we give up on the wadi, but are determined to do something. We see some coastline and decide that we didn’t drive all this way not to at least get out of the car and explore a little. So, we park near the end of a dry wadi that runs to the ocean and find a lovely beach:
Sadly, as with many places in the world, people can’t seem to “leave only footprints.”
We didn’t have much time to linger, primarily because we were melting, but also because we had to get home to get ready for a little party. That’s right! These social butterflies are slowly emerging from their Omani cocoons. Soon we’ll be parading around the sea on His Majesty’s yacht instead of bumping around Oman looking for wadis on the weekends. Don’t worry, we’ll post pictures of HM’s yacht, too.
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