Humbling

There you are, riding around the Moroccan desert, feeling elated by how well you're coping with your first time in the dunes. You have all the gear, and a soupçon of idea and a KTM 450 on the right tyres. You're feeling quite the Peterhansel.
Then you hear a distant noise. Like a house fly stuck in a Coke bottle. You look around and see a teenage fossil seller, carving the dunes on a Motobecane, with a great sack of polished rocks balanced on the frame, kept in place with his sandal-shod feet. And he's wearing a sun hat.
Oh yes, you're quite the Dakar hero. G
Photo: MotoAventures