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We had driven 150 km, the last 30 on the most terrible corrugated track that threatened to dismantle my furniture, to a place called "sugar dunes", only to find tiny, boring white dunes bordering on the sea and covered with plastic rubbish. A great disappointment!
Driving back was definitely not an attractive solution!
Then Margot had the idea to cut across the dunes and drive 6 km's on the beach to join another track that would take us inland again.
The sand was loose and deep!!!!!! But we had had excellent training from MANTOCO and so
we decided to try. We reduced tyre pressure to 1/3, Margot put in the differential lock, revved up the engine and in a suicidal zig-zagging around stones and mounds raced across the dunes to arrive on the beach at low tide.
I thought SPRINTI would fall apart!
Then, followed 6 km of cruising along a hard beach into the sunset like a cowboy riding into the sunset after a terrible shoot-out!!!!!Leia mais