These posts about the Dakar must be a little bit confusing for you, as I share them in real times. I’m normally still busy showing my explorations in Oman. But don’t worry, I will keep sharing my Oman photographies after this Dakar session.
In order to reach the camp of the Dakar in Shaybatah, I had to drive 600km and to cross 2 borders. On arrival, I met a bunch of overlanders and some paramedics working for the Dakar. I could obtain info and coordinates of the upcoming stages. And obviously, it’s quite easy to follow the media and TV trucks on the day.
My first days at the Dakar were a mix of luck, right people connection and info, and intuition. Can you believe this? I was literally standing just a couple of meters away from the tracks and where all racers were passing by. The second day was even more crazy: I could park Rafiki at the arrival of the 48-hour special! Insane.
It’s spectacular to get to see them so close although quite scary too…because they drive so fast, and sometimes, you can spot some bikers being tired when you see their bike shaking and trying to keep the right direction… one mistake from them, and the worst can happen for us, standing nearby…
I actually talked with some overlanders about having a health insurance + repatriation if anything happens, not only during the Dakar but a whole expedition. I was surprised to hear some of them traveling with no insurance.
Being covered is my number 1 priority since I had malaria in Botswana, alone in the bush, without signal. In case you are wondering, @santexpatfr is covering all over the world (almost). This reliable and great coverage insurance can protect all nationalities with any sort of needs and adventures.
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I can see the Dakar with a peace of mind!
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