STARS The night was interspersed with a short stars gazing in the middle of the night. Sky was clearer as before and the shiny stars even brighter and stood out in the darkness. The earth rotated so did the stars too. We could not recognize much but we felt that it was a privilege to have the sky for ourselves. THE THIRD DAY The strong wind finally was tired and gave up! It was for our own good. Dawn was very cold but everybody bustled to his own activity: preparing breakfast for Joaquin, feeding the horses for the organisers, and tidying the tent. After a copious breakfast, we got back on our horse. Our body was acking, I had bruises on my thights, and our back was killing us. We endured the short day. Joaquin shared a good news as we should be back by 2 or at the latest 3 o´clock. We were dreaming of a comfortable bed, a hot shower, and a good night sleep. THE PLATEAU The first hour seemed to be a deja vu but we still appreciated the view. While we were saying goodbye to the Northern part of San Pedro, we rode towards civilization. When we went up a path, reaching the plateau, we had an incredible panorama overlooking the valley we rode the day before. The mountains, the canyons, the oasis set up into place as a puzzle. We could detailed each part of the mountains, the different roads, the mix between of sand and rocks, and the steepness of the slope. We left behind the arid and almost lifeless desert to discover another breathtaking scenery. We stopped for lunch there! A BREATHTAKING PANORAMA THE DUNES After lunch, the guide, who was in hurry to come back home, said that we would go down the dunes. I started laughing and took it as a joke. Joaquin was dead serious, it was not the type of person of making jokes. So we applied the techniques we learned the day before and let´s go. It was totally new, riding in sand. It was as if our horse turned into a camel: it was smooth and . Both horses and us were concentrate on the descent. Adaptation to this new ground for both went quickly and Bartholina started to run even its had sand up its knees. At first we thought it would be impossible to take pictures, but we had almost three days behind us and we coped well with the situation. That day we galloped at least three times and it was really fun! It was a great sensation to be there, and no one except horses could where we went! We were like cow boys!
THE DEATH VALLEY We were back on a solid ground, rocky and dusty too. The heat burned our skin and life was nonexistent. The funny thing is that in Spanish this valley is called: Mars valley. Our guide told us that at some point see was there! Fossils were found there. We were back to a more visited place: cars, bikes invaded the place. Horseback riding was different, other feeling. At San Pedro We arrived in San Pedro as if we were the Spaniards back in 16th century.
People admired and /envied too. We finally finished the day with a short gallop as a car blocked the road for a while. We fed the horse and left them rest until Day 4. We enjoyed a hot shower, washed clothes that needed to, and get some sleep. In the evening, we had some food and and early night to charge our battery! That evening we already missed the camp, the fire at the campsite, the stars, and the quietness of the desert!
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