It created what's known as the Great Bend.

My plan is to walk all the way around.

But because of a new dam, the Army controls large parts fit.

If we get too close to the Nile, way could be arrested or even shot.

It's the last thing I want, but we have to leave the river and walk right through the desert thing.

This is just gonna be probably one of the hardest parts of the entire trip so far, because we're gonna be going across a desert pole of the Sahara Desert in the height of summer.

Temperatures are just gonna be ridiculously We're heading into the bye.

You'd, uh, volcanic field where the temperatures regularly exceed 50 degrees Celsius.

So we load up our camels with as much water as we can.

120 liters should last us four days.

Our Dinamo assure me there are wells up ahead.

But Morris and I are walking 20 miles a day while they're riding.

Our survival is in their hands.

I have no choice but to trust them.

After three days and 60 miles.

We've not seen a single, well, really trying Russian water.

We've got just over 24 hours.

Pools of water left so really to refill today.

Otherwise, tomorrow we'll rob water hand.

It's at least 30.

40 promises, too, to the Nile love days more without water, which he's just, like, sensible way.

There's no way we'd make up our do not believe there wells up ahead, but they're working without maps.

I'm dehydrated and starting to wonder if they know what they're doing.

This is terrific 40 Glorious, which is 25 miles.

The most terrific heat.

It's completely parched, another five miles, and there's still no sign of a well size like this.

I wonder what on earth we're 25 miles from the Nile and down to our last drops of water.

I haven't got a car likely really greatly.

Oh, yeah, I'm starting to think we've made a massive mistake.

Four days ago, we took a detour from the banks of the Nile to avoid strictly controlled military installations were now 22 miles from the river on virtually out of water way need to find a well soon, but the no matter drawing a blank.

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I love you.

Uh, just as I'm starting to lose all hope, a mirage comes into view over there in the distance.

One thing It's either unicorn or a donkey out of nowhere, some shepherds appear.

I've heard about these guys.

They're from the Montecito tribe.

They heard livestock for hundreds of miles across this region and should know it better than anyone else.

Way.

Just need to find it.

Looks like that Running now.

Jogging.

So they must have seen something.

It is eyes a deep.

Well, there's no ropes.

How do we get the wool shop?

Well, I think we're safe.

Wait, that's good.

I'm relying on these guys to keep us alive.

But that was a close call.

The camels drink a whopping 30 liters of water each.

When he be really full, he would make the lips again.

Come on.

When you want your money being about Hassan, you tell Mama because he that if she's gone, is it?

It's fine, though in a video.

This water should last us until we reach the river.

But the desert is not over with his yet there's a sunstone coming you can see it over there.

So it's Tonto.

Time to move on and get out of this canyon.

A sun storm here is known as a taboo.

They can reach 100 miles an hour on blind you.

If you're not careful, it's a thing.

Now where is supposed to be going?

All those mountains have just been completely wiped out by the sandstorm.

But it's still amazing thing, even with I don't even see the cobbles that somewhere, If I lose the camels now, I'm in serious trouble.

Luckily, they've stopped, and so is the Habu.