> A long overdue wash
Day 45, 4972km, Cape Barbas, Western Sahara
Smelling worse than a piece of road kill after 5 long sweaty days of desert riding without a wash I finally got a shower this evening after we checked into the first bit of civilisation we had come across in 160km. Fortunately the noses of the French guys I have joined have long since lost their sensitivity to such bodily odours and I will probably ride with them for a few days en route to their final destination, Dakar.
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Dave has shown me the simplicity of replying rather than using newsletter e-mail. I am now personally active. Would you like to swop youthful energy for a comfortable, clean bed? Grandkids wouldn't eat fruitsalad this a.m. and we went into great detail describing Uncle Rob's journey of deprivations;of how he would give anything to swop his loaf for the delicious fruits!! Glad you're clean. With you in spirit always. Lol Jen and Dave






