OUR suspension is creaking, every fibre in our bodies is vibrating, and we are rocking uncontrollably from left to right. The road is bumpy and dusty, and the temperature outside is burning hot. Our windows are rolled down completely to let the wind blow through the cab, to cool us off. Thankfully, the dust from beneath our tyres stays behind the car. It is, as a matter of fact, the only thing we leave behind on these trails. Although these roads are tough, even for a 23-year old Land Rover, this is what a typical day in our Defender looks like.
While battling through the brush, we suddenly shuffle to the edge of our seats to stick our heads out of the window; we smell something. Tobias immediately whispers: “It definitely
