Boat trip in the Ormuz Fjords
Trip Start
May 01, 2008
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Trip End
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Whle I was trying to organize a trip to the Musandam peninsula, book a boat, possibly dive, etc..., Graham told me about a french guy who was already organizing something. In fact, he had arranged directly with a boat owner to leave later in the day, and to install a "sound system" on the boat.
After a bit of organisation, there were 30+ people joining.
The drive from Dubai to Khasab, the main town in that part of Oman, was only a few hours, but passing the border and waiting for a car which had gone to the main part of Oman (which is hundreds of km away) caused some delays.
The meeting point in Musandam was the golden tulip resort, where we could enjoy the terrace while craving the clear swimming pools beneath, only imagining how cool they were. At least the air was a bit less hot, compared to the 50degC of the previous week. Even at these temperatures, a few degrees difference is very appreciable!
Eventually we managed to gather, and reach our two boats. Boarding was a matter of minutes, and off we went along the coast, towards the fjords. We were already amid the mountains, which were abruptly plunging into the Gulf waters.
On our way out, in the afternoon, we crossed the other tourist boats, which were heading back. When we reached telegraph island, we were on our own, music onboard, a buffet and drinks that everyone had smuggled through the border. Swimming, jumping off the roof, snorkeling, chatting, napping: everyone found their moments of joy, and one of mines was a beautiful sunset from the ruins on telegraph island.
As dusk was reaching, we headed to another place, which was actually even further from our port. We stopped at another place, bathing in dark waters, with an incredible full moon rising from the mountains.
Our only regret was that we had not seen any dolphins, which are litterally pullulating in the fjords. Well, on the way back, as we were half groggy, the sailors started clapping and whistling, and we had a seemingly endless moment with an big dolphin and a cub swimming in the waves alongside the boat.
Who said there was no such thing as a perfect day?
After a bit of organisation, there were 30+ people joining.
The drive from Dubai to Khasab, the main town in that part of Oman, was only a few hours, but passing the border and waiting for a car which had gone to the main part of Oman (which is hundreds of km away) caused some delays.
The meeting point in Musandam was the golden tulip resort, where we could enjoy the terrace while craving the clear swimming pools beneath, only imagining how cool they were. At least the air was a bit less hot, compared to the 50degC of the previous week. Even at these temperatures, a few degrees difference is very appreciable!
Eventually we managed to gather, and reach our two boats. Boarding was a matter of minutes, and off we went along the coast, towards the fjords. We were already amid the mountains, which were abruptly plunging into the Gulf waters.
On our way out, in the afternoon, we crossed the other tourist boats, which were heading back. When we reached telegraph island, we were on our own, music onboard, a buffet and drinks that everyone had smuggled through the border. Swimming, jumping off the roof, snorkeling, chatting, napping: everyone found their moments of joy, and one of mines was a beautiful sunset from the ruins on telegraph island.
As dusk was reaching, we headed to another place, which was actually even further from our port. We stopped at another place, bathing in dark waters, with an incredible full moon rising from the mountains.
Our only regret was that we had not seen any dolphins, which are litterally pullulating in the fjords. Well, on the way back, as we were half groggy, the sailors started clapping and whistling, and we had a seemingly endless moment with an big dolphin and a cub swimming in the waves alongside the boat.
Who said there was no such thing as a perfect day?
