Libya, a country that is better seen than described. Small population, vast landscapes and thousands of kilometres of sand dunes, rocks, high plains, oasis … all the best that the desert can offer. All this beauty, my sons’ second birthday, evenings spent by the fire and new friendships clenched…have in the end been overshadowed by strange events..
After 3 weeks immersed deep in the desert the unthinkable has happened. Something i have always been aware of but have actively shifted to the furthest part of my conciousness…a serious engine problem in the middle of the high dunes, off any piste and in an area where only a 50 ton bulldozer could drag you back to civilization.
As we approached a small dune we suddenly felt the power slip away from the engine, and worrying big puffs of black smoke appear, accompanied by a strange whistling noise. We are forced to stop for the night, there is silence and a few hours of light to try and analyse and quantify the damage.
In front of us there are 50km of dunes that separate us from a small village and a tarmac road. I try not to let my gaze rest on the particularly beautiful but high dunes infront of us…
By night we still haven’t established the exact damage, instinctively we think of broken or bent valves, we have opened the head but can’t establish precisely which valve could be damaged, the sand in the air makes any operation on the engine very uncomfortable, try as you might mini particles are everywhere…Time for sleep (hmmmm) I think of the book i am reading to help me put things into perspective…it describes much more dramatic situations during the rise of Idi Amin in Uganda and the wave of violence that accompanied it….Much as i would be devastated at having to leave my truck in the cradle of a dune to be slowly and surely swallowed by the sand (as many i have seen and photographed in awe) shed of its sybolism it is after all only something material. Dreams are nevertheless surreal and vivid….and we lie with our eyes open in the darkness for much of the night.
The next day we wake early. I leave Luca, Stefan and Peter to try and figure out which valve is broken, and to cut of any diesel to it and go with our guides Ali and Belgasm to try and find the easiest and most direct way to escape from this maize of dunes. The truck runs surprisingly well on 5 cylinders, but as we proceed white smoke mixes with the black puffs. It takes us 6 hours to reach the campsite, and by now the power has almost completely seeped away from the engine, there is so much white smoke we no longer dare to speak. A phone call to our mechanic confirms our recent doubts, the head cylinder gasket is broken, not the valves. We can no longer move the truck and will have to open the engine here and hope to find the spare parts to repair it.
Many years of travel in various situations has taught us not to rush any decisions and let time wash away anxieties and make way for reason. The calm always follows a storm and every drama has its special reason and mysterious momentum. Whichever direction it leads us, there will be new encounters, and most importantly, a little personal reflection and growth. The uneasiness will inevitably give way to that precious feeling of difficulty overcome
The campsite is unusually empty, and we discover that whilst we were obliviously immersed in contemplating nature, the rest of North Africa has been thrown in to turmoil. Popular uprisings have taken hold first of Tunisia and then Egypt. The long ruling (24 years) Ben Ali has fled from his country after the dramatic deaths of 100 civilians during a protest march. Unrest has stirred many neighbouring countries with similar synarious. Tourists are scarce, and come only by air.
Which way to go, east or west? Egypt.. or Tunisia and then back to Italy to repair the truck and study a new itinerary over Greece, Turkey, Syria, Jordania….The engine is more damaged than we thought, a scratch in one cylinder….we have repaired the head cylinder gasket with a hand made one, tailor made by a friendly Egyptian and the truck sounds good, but we have to drive at least 1000km to evaluate the situation (oil consumption etc.) Only time will tell..
Which ever way we go, I will miss the easy smiles and strong tea and the children will miss the gentle company and constant stream of biscuits and sweet things, that are a fundamental part of Arabic hospitality.
….Well that was a 10 days ago (only?!!) . Time has in fact told on both scores… the situation in Egypt has escalated and there are tanks and violent encounters on the street, the president doesn’t want to leave, unlike Tunisia things are unlikely to resolve themselves in a short time. Meanwhile the test run on our engine has been disastrous, we’re using more than one and a half litres of water every 100 km, the only sensible decision is to go west…. and that’s another story. Read on in a few days, when i will be able to reveal the rest of the story.
This entry was posted on 08/02/2011 by camiuc. It was filed under 2011 Libia .
Ciao Luca, condivido le tue conclusioni in merito al modificare l’itinerario passando per Grecia e Turchia. Vista dal mio punto di vista la situazione generale è in via di deterioramento da quelle parti e di questo dobbiamo sempre ringraziare gli americani e loro alleati ( tra cui ahime anche i ” nostri “). Un giorno tutto questo finirà e chissà che per quella strada non verremo anche noi.
Con affetto Diego
09/02/2011 at 7:52 am
ciao ragazzi è bello sentirvi mentre il nord africa brucia….
sembra che anche in Libia il 17 Feb stanno organizzando qualcosa ….ma sono notizie lontane
hanno rapito un italiana vicino Illizi questo è il mondo adesso , nel 1987 dormivamo da quelle parti in tenda a luci spente e chiavi sulle moto…
voi siete piu dentro di noi e potete valutare meglio quello che vi circonda
vi pensiamo spesso , in bocca la lupo
09/02/2011 at 9:01 pm
Hi luca n sameena!! Nice to see u after long,luvd the pictures n the kids!!! Ill be following you from now on. Luv u n luv to kids
09/02/2011 at 11:07 pm
Sameena and lucas
we met briefly one evening in Morocco, we went back to Africa with a Toyota and you from Mauritania. This meeting started our desire for long trip. Some years later, passing through France and finally with the internet in my village, I found you by chance on the net and with extended families, and curiosity for four! great! I look forward to the February page … and gasp … mechanical problems … lots of thoughts about you …. and have confidence in the Lucas ‘s mechanical experiment
kisses for four
Anne & Fred
10/02/2011 at 8:50 am
Hi fred and anne…. if we remember correctly you are fred tic-tic. several time we come across your web and forum about toyota and iveco, did you try to build up a camper van with a belgium iveco from police?? Hope to see you again on the road….some where in the world. ciao luca sameena and the kids
11/02/2011 at 8:03 pm
Hi guys. Very sorry to hear about engine problem. Looking forward to catching up in person. Anything we can do, let us know. S&M
11/02/2011 at 11:22 am
hay guyes, un happy, that u people r going back,
we tried to contact but unfortunately not happen
hope u remember us ( met in camp sabha and we went with my car to a restaurant in evening sabha
18/02/2011 at 4:54 pm
hay , how u ppl r , I ( Dr Basavaraj , Dentist from india net in sabha) came alone to libya and resumed my duty here , Bhanu (My wife ) started her MD Gynecology in india , when ru planing trip to libya and india let me know , rest all fine here
10/11/2011 at 10:52 pm
hay , give ur contact number in india , my wife (08050250547) will call u
18/02/2012 at 8:57 am
Hi we are Nepal at the moment to get a new Indian visa we will be back in india on meaddle of march My Indian num is 9769024650 Ciao luca
18/02/2012 at 4:34 pm