When the wind died down and the dust cleared away we were all settled in a new home away from home.
The very first camp move I participated in back in 1984 was described by one of my colleagues as being like 'Wacky Races' the old cartoon show.
A surveyor's Land Rover emerges seemingly out of nowhere during our sand storm camp move in the Calanscio Sand Sea.
It looks in today's shot as though these trucks are heading into the unknown. Why would we move camp in a sand storm?
This scrap heap, photographed on a blustery day was at our first camp in the Calanscio Sand Sea.
Of course,we couldn't leave our wrecked Land Rover in the dunes, we had to recover it. Some joker had written 'Ouch!!' on the door after the flight and before the recovery.