We awoke in our inn at Mitzpe Ramon and drove a half hour into the desert to a camel farm where we--what else?-- took a group ride on a camel caravan. There was a fair amount of screaming, from the humans upon boarding and alighting from the camels, and from one cantankerous dromedary who decided to vent his frustration by breying for most of the half-hour ride. CJ did such a good immitation of the camel sounds, that for a while I thought the camel might have been imitating him.
Each of the camels held two passengers, but they are trained to stand as soon as they feel weight on their backs. The key, then, is for both passengers to land in the saddle at exactly the same time. Poor timing could have worse results. Thankfully our timing was good and the camels were cooperative.
The caravan gave us some spectacular views of the desert, including looking north to Sde Boker and west to the site of a small 2000-year-old cistern that we had briefly explored the day before. We returned to the camel farm with all of our limbs intact, though a few sore tushies were to be expected. It was on to our next desert adventure.
Each of the camels held two passengers, but they are trained to stand as soon as they feel weight on their backs. The key, then, is for both passengers to land in the saddle at exactly the same time. Poor timing could have worse results. Thankfully our timing was good and the camels were cooperative.
The caravan gave us some spectacular views of the desert, including looking north to Sde Boker and west to the site of a small 2000-year-old cistern that we had briefly explored the day before. We returned to the camel farm with all of our limbs intact, though a few sore tushies were to be expected. It was on to our next desert adventure.
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