|Arriving in Aswan|
|View from our window..|
A rush of “I know horses” helping hands reluctantly stood back after Christine gave them a tongue lashing they shall never forget. We sedated the horses and led them drunkenly onto the barge. Chami needed a little push and my heart sank as I watched him teeter on the edge between the quay and the barge. 5mm of hoof was all that he was standing on, the rest of his leg was soon to disappear down the gap and his leg would snap like a twig. Suddenly with a lurch he was on, a sharp left, down rickety wooden slats into the bowels of the barge and tied up. Fetched the other 2 boys before the “I know horses” gang had recovered their confidence. Nali went in with a decent scrum by myself and a guy who had muscles I wish I had. Before we could scrum in Rahaal he jumped into the boat fearing he may be left behind.
|Plenty of room!|
|Sudan... here we come!|
|Wadi Halfa Port|
|Our first night on land in Sudan.|
Of course there had been endless discussions on which was the best route in Sudan.
907 km to Khartoum if we follow the railway line through the desert or 1,296 km to Khartoum along the Nile with an unknown desert crossing, perhaps. We chat to the station master at Wadi Halfa,.He will drop food off for us at all the manned stations at no charge.
|Wadi Halfa Station|
|We chose to follow the railway line.|
|Resting at Station 1.|
|Isn't the desert beautiful?|
|Followed by a clear sunrise..|
William and Christine
P.S. Currently 280 km from Khartoum waiting for Rahaal to recover from a sprained fetlock. Will write again when we get to Khartoum.
|Zei Dab, 280km north of Khartoum.|