… there is a ship (of the desert)

Roger, when are we hitting the roads again?

Some parts of the trek was scary. There were a couple of areas only one person could squeeze thru. One wrong step and it would be a steep fall. There were spots that some folks were too scared to cross backing up the line behind.

Unfortunately, I did not have proper shoes on. And I was afraid of my ankle rolling. If I had known this would be involved, I would have come in shorts and half shirt..

Soon the wide path ended and there was no… well.. path. One had to constantly negotiate stepping over rocks and stones but the one thing that kept anybody from straying was vertical walls of the mountains on either side.

It took about 35 minutes to maneuver thru a lot of rocks and non-existent paths. Those were some impressively sheer walls of mountains on either side.

The water is very clean and blue but the beaches are nothing but stones and hard rocks.

Fittingly, it is called Pebble Beach Sur

Had some free hours before heading to the airport for a late night flight. Got a cab and started towards Wadi Shab. (Wadi means a river, I think). On the road, we went thru 100km of mountains. Never saw the end of it. I did not realize that Oman had so much of mountainous zones.

Errata: Thanks to Rupa, I now know that Wadi means a valley.