Slip, slap as the paddles dip into the turquoise sea, the dhow is a distant mirage and row after row of ageless mountains tower above me.
We investigate hidden sea caves, tread lightly on sandy coves and watch countless fish drift noiselessly beneath my bow.
The scene is a lifetime from my daily urban Dubai world.
Oman’s Musandam has a timeless quality, with each headland a new adventure and the sense that one is walking in history.
Yet, this is only 45 minutes from Dubai – how by exclusive seaplane!
The experience itself opens our eyes as we leave the busy Dubai Creek, head north crossing the untouched mangroves and traversing the Al Hajar Mountains.
We land at a very small fishing village, drawing up on the beach, the pilot bare footed steadies the aircraft as we alight, like some stars from afar.
Thirty minutes and we are whisked through the border formalities to board our private live aboard Dhow.
We can take advantage of three decks, but I choose the top deck reclined and watching headland after headland drift past.
We see the odd fishing boat and we wave – where are they going?
Previously, we have climbed and trekked the Al Hajar Mountains, discovered hidden and abandoned hill top villages and cooled off in date palm plantations.
Today, we are peacefully paddling back to the dhow, well exercised and time for a full lunch, more exploration and a late afternoon dip.
Never failing, as the sun dips behind the mountains they present a colourless sepia effect layer after layer of mountains till the horizon.
Arriving back at Dibba around four in the afternoon we are greeted with a colourful and raucous site that has been repeated daily – the evening fish market!
Fishing boats arrive deposit their catch, which is ordered according to variety and the bidding starts – it is a wonderful way to finish the day.
Tired, excited and fulfilled, it is time to leave this quiet corner and return to our urban world – refreshed.
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