We drove onto Masirah into total darkness and arrived into the hotel in time for dinner. The next morning the 60kilometer length of the island would be ours. Rock pools at low tide revealed frightened fish, while the sands occasionally showed elegant Cowrie shells. The white sands of the aptly named White Beach provide a place to swim off
and was where we came across a juvenile Egyptian Vulture too young to be concerned about a vast 4×4 car inching closer.
The only disappointment; a night-time walk along an endless beach didn’t stumble upon a nesting Loggerhead Turtle