By Roberto Aleman
Sometimes you have to pay to play; the price of sharing a once-in-a-lifetime journey through the mystical land of Oman was enduring temperatures hot enough to fry an egg on the pavement – literally. Eniz Fazliov, Daan Van Der Linden, Harry Lintell and Ben Raemers stepped up to the plate and traded sweat for experience during a week cruising the sultanate.
With practically every country from north to south and east to west already explored, Oman continued to be one of those countries which for some reason no skate team has ever visited – until now. We arrived late at night and already the scorching heat was a system shock. We knew that during the night the temperature was as good as it would get, so we didn‘t even want to guess how it would be during the day.
Come morning, we awoke to 45ºC heat that was much more intense than we could have imagined. It was hard to leave the hotel and even breathing outside proved challenging, it was like inhaling fire! That said, we were all excited to be in a country we had never been to before, and felt honoured to be the first ones with the privilege of exploring it.
Soon a decision was made; we would rent a generator and skate at night. To be honest, in the end it didn't really matter. The days were too long, the nights were too short and the burning heat was everywhere, all the time. In the end we decided to skate all day with breaks in between to go to the beach or to an oasis in the desert!
Check back on Thursday, August 28, for the second chapter of Searching For The Shade, Volcom in Oman.
Thanks Red Bull for the support.
Daan Van Der Linden, Gap 50-50 © Roberto Alegria
Eniz Fazliov, Frontside Flip © Roberto Alegria
Even though Ben got injured on the first few days of the tour, he enjoyed the whole trip like a kid.
Daan bet he could frontside noseslide this rail first go. Word is bond and he collected some Omani Rials.
In a little shopping centre we found these perfect black marble ledges to film lines on. Despite the heat, Eniz Fazliov skated the ledges non-stop until he was exhausted and locked this fakie nosegrind mid-line.
Eniz skated every spot we went to. This hubba at the city's main stadium was perfect for this gnarly noseblunt.
I do not know who bought the plastic guns, but at any time of the day you could end up with an arrow to the forehead. Just like Eniz.
At every spot we went to in Muscat, a big crowd of people would gather to watch. I guess it's not a particularly common sight to have a bunch of Westerners jumping down handrails.
Harry can adapt to all kinds of terrain, from the most technical spots to the gnarliest ones. He didn't want to leave this spot without leaving his mark on it, so after a few tries he stomped this flip crooks.
Harry was one of the riders who skated the most during the tour. He filmed moves at every single spot we went to, and refused to leave this handrail without making this nosegrind.
Like a big oasis in the desert, this is like the Central Park of Muscat. Thankfully, it is full of spots and Harry put down this switch flip on one such gem.
Roberto came but had an injured ankle the whole time. He still managed to walk on water, however.
Posted on August 21, 2014