After exploring the inhospitable desert to Black Lagoon Waw an-Namus volcano, Return to Sabha. The city has become our vital crossroads to regain strength and food. The strong proud Margherita, heritage of Italian colonization, stalks from the crest of the hill everything moves at his feet. Its challenging challenging wire antennas and make it clear that the Libyan army is master of this enclave and anyone is welcome. A distant shot with telephoto and then our minds back to the maps to open a new door to the world: los Wadi Mathendous y Nabatir.
Will be more than 150 km. desierto of con only references. The home is a part of the asphalt track but soon diluted and GPS will reveal vital again. The shot seems the marks left on the sand by the zigzag snake slide in an erratic wandering aimlessly. Occasionally giant truck tires are installed by the army as beacons, but if vital could burn for your abundant and thick black smoke enter the scene, and proceed to the rescue.
We could not believe the beauty of the two spheres competing to be the most beautiful, each on one side of the horizon
The Great Erg Murzuq east is left and sunset produces a memorable scene. We turned to the west to reach the wadi and a giant orange sun is about to disappear behind the rock. We stop, stop the engine to respect the silence that requires contemplation of the beautiful show. We turn ourselves to admire the environment and we are perplexed. The jealous moon emerges simultaneously with the magnificent setting of the sun. His straw-face, as large as the setting sun lit, competes for taking our eyes. We could not believe the beauty of the two spheres competing to be the most beautiful, each on one side of the horizon. There are shows that can only be seen from the air, at sea… or in the desert. These moments are what make us forget the hardships.
Finally victorious moon rises in the sky, the sun goes down and we set up camp under the branches of an old acacia stands proudly in the middle of Wadi Mathendous. The full moon lights the place as if to light up a fluorescent light in the sky and we need not turn on the light to make dinner.
We look forward to the sunrise to explore the Wadi Nabatir and Mathendous. The warm presages a great day, very hot. We put the boots in anticipation of encountering snakes or scorpions, so prolific in the rocky.
On its walls are carved images of ancient beings who inhabited the region for thousands of years.
We approached the rocks and move for a sandy bed at a stone facade that invites you to climb the rocks. The stones speak, each has a story. We begin to discover the earliest recorded so lonely place. There are: giraffes, Rhino, the elephant, ostriches, buffaloes, los bovinos, highest rock in the strange anthropomorphic beings in dancing attitude, gazelles, the enormous crocodile and calf… On its walls are carved images of ancient beings who inhabited the region for thousands of years. The rocks show us their impressive petroglyphs, a hands sculpted by a millenarian images (between 6.000 and 10.000 years old), they wanted to reflect the abundant life that seethed when water flowed peaceful and grass growing freely.
We went up and down among the rocks to see, record and photograph each of these works of art. We are tired and exhausted from the heat and exertion. Since we can not generate nearly spit. We took the canteen to his mouth and water burns our lips almost… but nothing else.
We have finished the data collection and, fortunately, ni we find ourselves in a land scorpion, a snake just fled in terror to notice our presence. The heat is so unbearable that possibly be in deeper cracks.
Now they, snakes and scorpions, prehistoric Watchers immeasurable surprising place to travelers we stop so valuable samples amazed at Outdoor Art.
Now they, snakes and scorpions, prehistoric Watchers immeasurable surprising place to travelers we stop so valuable samples amazed at Outdoor Art. It is a unique experience, unusual, special… moving among the rocks to discover the magnificent petroglyphs can admire there just following the Fossil River Gorge
We imagine this extinct orchard excited when the water ran these roads for many centuries, allowing these beings life amid the wasteland around us now. We are facing some exceptional paper into rocks thousands of years that served as canvases to men who in the mists of time they shaped in their posts for posterity.
As these ancient scars of the past have been recorded after many millennia in the rocks also have stuck with the same firmness and admiration in our mind.
