On the 10th of June, three intrepid Oman Dirty Bikers would brave the desert & it's searing temperature to discover one of her closley gaurded secrets. Not many eyes have witnessed the discovery we are to share with you lucky readers So the bikers......Me, the author. Ian (Grumpy) Greasby Marcel The plan was to trailer the bikes from Muscat down to Mahoot, the small Bedou town on the fringes of the great Wahibba sands. The Road Route shown below We left Muscat at 17:00hrs for the 4 to 5 hour very boring road trip down to Mahoot. Grumpy passed the time away by drinking my beer and re-programming his GPS manually as he'd forgot to do it when he'd downloaded the route in to my GPS We arrived in the "hick and happening" town of Mahoot at just before 22:00hrs. We decided against the disco with the locals and checked in to the Mahoot "Smeg" Guest House ran by a hareem of Pakistani doctors. We were greeted with "how are you?" "how are you?" the question to any answer and the answer to any question for these gentlemen is "how are you?" The boys would be up and about for 05:00 the next morning. The next morning greeted us with hideous humidity, at least it was relativley cool. Our luxus hotel in the background as we prepped for the days adventure. The misty effect is due to the humidity on the lens of the camera. Suited and booted we were off across the sand flats to greet the beautiful rolling dunes of the South Wahibba sands to discover the wonderous historical rellic she has kept secret for years.