Bobby knew we were making good ground.
The Walkmobile’s headlights illuminated the path in front of Bobby.
We took it for granted just how much we relied on that light in the morning darkness.
Bobby passed Nivi, Sikrauda and Jarah.
We were very close to the border which followed the line of the Chambel River.
We had no option but to get on the bus and drive across as there was no footpath and it would be too dangerous.
The river was quite full and just as soon as we crossed, as if by magic the terrain changed to the red sand of Rajasthan!
We rested for a while on the other side before Bobby walked through the town of Dholpur.
I knew there was a petrol station on the far side of town and that is where we stopped for the night.
I went to sleep dreaming of red sandy deserts and the colourful dress of Rajasthan.