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The open sky stretched from sand to horizon and the riders advanced on the oasis.
Tired and hungry, it seemed to take forever to get there.
The leader stopped and they all dismounted.
Each took a sip from their water reserves, swilling it round their parched mouths before swallowing.
‘Is it on the map?’
‘Yeah, but it’s no good to us. It’s almost dry, and what water there is doesn’t look too inviting.’
The leader checked their bearings then mopping brows and donning hats, they remounted.
‘Good job we have a different horse power than the generations before us.’
‘It’s been a good exercise though, gaining experience from their route and appreciating their hardships.’
‘Anyone for a pint? We can be back in civilisation in an hour.’
With a wave and a cheer, five bikers left the oasis in a cloud of dust.